Achilles: My god, boy. Have you no filter? Do you not realize that your words wound?
Connor: I am sorry. I was taught to speak my mind plainly. It seems you colonists prefer to hide. But what good can come from such deceptions?
Achilles: Got me there… Tell me–how did you learn to speak English so well?
Connor: My mother insisted on teaching me, claimed that I would have need of it one day. I wonder if she knew what was to come…
Achilles: She was never the one to leave things to chance. I’m arming you with this knowledge she insured your success… or the potential for it, anyway.
Connor: I do not understand.
Achilles: You’re not the first of your people to come here. I knew your mother well.
Connor: Was she an Assassin?
Achilles: No. Just an ally and a friend. There is much of her in you.
“Oh, you might dream of being a hero. Of riding to rescues, of saving the world – but stay this course, and the only thing you’re gonna be is DEAD.” – Achilles Davenport
Achilles: It’s quite impressive, what you’ve accomplished.
Connor: Is that… a compliment?
Achilles: Now don’t misconstrue. I’m sure the whole endeavor will end tragically. But to have come this far… Well, it’s more than I ever expected.
Connor: The people yearned for freedom, but feared to grab hold of it. That fear is gone now.
Achilles: Thanks to you.
Connor: No. This they did on their own.
Achilles: You diminish your role. But you’ve always been of humble heart.
Connor: I do what is right. No more. No less.
Achilles: You cannot tell him.
Connor: I have to. Otherwise, he will never be safe.
Achilles: He is safer not knowing! By planting the seeds of doubt, you threaten to topple his entire endeavor. If Washington is paralyzed, Charles Lee will strike. You’ll cause the very thing you aim to prevent. Hunt the Templars, as is your duty… But do not drag these men into it.
Achilles: What have you done?!
Connor: When my people go to war, a hatchet is buried into a post to signify its start. When the threat is ended, the hatchet is removed.
Once upon a time we had ceremonies on such occasions. But I don’t think either of us are really the type for that. You’ve your tools and training. Your targets and goals. And now you have your title.
Welcome to the Brotherhood, Connor.
I had a wife once, did you know that? Abigail. A woman of rare beauty and grace. Why she chose me when she could have had anyone, who can say. But she did. Then she bore me a son. You share his name. They were everything to me.
A slow fever took them, and what did I do? Only watch and wish to join, nearly did in fact. But I proved too great a coward. I could take the lives of others without hesitation, but when it came time to claim my own, then I faulted.
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