"Why does the working man's labor only benefit the already rich? Should not a man be entitled to the fruits grown by the sweat of his brow? Let the ruling classes tremble at the coming revolution! We have nothing to lose but our chains! Workers of the world, unite!"

The Comrade is a firebrand and visionary. He travels among the oppressed masses of both cities, railing against the greed and ill-treatment of the aristocracy, the perils of the new technology and the creeping specter of replacement by The Forged. His message is simple: why does the working man's labor only benefit the already rich? Should not a man be entitled to the fruits grown by the sweat of his brow? Beware, for The Glorious Revolution may come sooner than you think!

The Comrade is a red-bearded dwarf in peasant clothing, with a burning intensity in his eyes. He's usually found giving speeches to groups of workers about the coming revolution.