Jacob: Ah, another exciting night home for Evie Frye.
Evie: Just on my way out, actually. I’ve found the Piece of Eden.
Jacob: What’s this one going to do? Heal the sick? Deflect bullets? Control the populace?
Evie: They’re dangerous objects, Jacob. Especially in Templar hands.
Jacob: You sound exactly like Father.
Evie: Lucy Thorne is expecting a shipment tonight. She’s Starrick’s expert in the occult. I’m nearly certain she is receiving the Piece of Eden Sir David Brewster mentioned.
Jacob: Sounds like fun. Mind if I join you?
Evie: Promise you will stick to the mission.
Altaïr: You’ve nowhere to run now. Share your secrets with me.
Talal: My part is played. The Brotherhood is not so weak that my death will stop its work.
Altaïr: What Brotherhood?
Talal: Al Mualim is not the only one with designs upon the Holy Land. And that’s all you’ll have from me.
Altaïr: Then we are finished. Beg forgiveness from your God.
Talal: He’s long abandoned us. Long abandoned the men and women I took into my arms.
Altaïr: What do you mean?
Talal: Beggars, whores, addicts, lepers. Do they strike you as proper slaves? Unfit for even the most menial tasks? No. I took them not to sell, but to save! And yet you’d kill us all, for no other reason than it was asked of you.
Altaïr: No, you profit from the war, from lives lost and broken.
Talal: Yes, you would think that, ignorant as you are. Wall off your mind, eh? They say it’s what your kind do best. Do you see the irony in all this? No, not yet it seems. But you will.
Whether you’re a follower of this blog, an Assassin’s Creed fan, or someone who just happens to see this on your dashboard, I want to let each and every one of you know that even if we have never met or talked to each other before, I—and many others—care about you and your well-being.
If there are times you ask yourself why do you even bother waking up every morning, there’s nothing wrong to think so. Things are not always going to be in your favor and you’ll feel as though getting the things you want will never be within reach. Life will not always be unicorns grazing and galloping in the meadows on a sunny day. It takes strength to get through the day, and sometimes all you may need is a small encouragement to do so.
So this is my message to you, Assassins, Templars, Minstrels, Orphans, Beggars, Non-AC fans, etc. It may not be much, but please be strong, stay safe, and may fortune favor your blade.
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