After completing the initial London Story memory 'The Darkest Hour', you'll be able to free roam in WWI-era London and complete some additional associate tasks.

UUhoſe hands are made to gripe a warlike Lance— Their ſhoulders broad, for complet armour fit, Their lims more large and of a bigger ſize Than all the brats yſprong from Typhons loins:

Augur of ill, whoſe tongue was never found / Without a prieſtly curſe, or boding ſound; …

You are talking so loud that I can't hear the music – would you mind shutting up?