Lucrezia: Come to kill me at last, Assassino (Assassin)?
Ezio: Buongiorno (Good day), Lucrezia. Or should I say Duchessa (Duchess).
Lucrezia: A borrowed title bestowed by my husband, ill-fitting and barely concealing the truth.
Ezio: You can keep your life. I am here for the art on your walls.
Lucrezia: Redecorating, are we?
Ezio: I count five Leonardo da Vinci paintings you have stolen, and I want them returned.
Lucrezia: If only it were that easy. My birthplace, my family, have been taken from me. You think Ferrara loves me? I am a stranger, a castaway. An orphan. Your paintings are gone, Assassino (Assassin).
Ezio: I do not believe you.
Lucrezia: Frightening, is it not? To have lost so much.Perhaps we can comfort each other.
Ezio: Perhaps.
Where are the paintings?
Lucrezia: Sold to Francesco Colonna… and one to someone who was special to me, Patrizio. He spends his time near Il Vaticano. I kept one for myself.
Ezio: Give it to me.
Lucrezia: Guards! Place Da Vinci’s Annunciation in a cart. Leave it outside the walls.
Ezio: Molto bene. (Very good.) Now, close your eyes.
Lucrezia: My husband will soon arrive with his guards, so it is best if you hurry.
Ezio: Forgive me, Duchessa (Duchess).
Lucrezia: What for?
Ezio: No man can heal your pain. You must do so on your own.
Say hello to the Duca (Duke) for me.
I have to admit, this took some doing…
… I’ll also admit that I’m impressed at the amount of time and effort you put into this.
As a ‘thank you’, for creating this Tumblr page and for putting-up with my spamming of sound clip submissions (and for my hostility towards Minstrels), I made this one ESPECIALLY for you, kind Admin. 😉
Can you imagine it though? A bunch of Minstrels runs up to annoy you (like, say for a few seconds). Then as a small group of guards walk by, you lock-on to one of them and you pay/hire the Minstrels to annoy the group… so, they skip/run merrily like little rabbits towards the guards, all while you make a clean get-away and laugh your ‘culo’ off! 😀
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Ezio: *whistles and hires a minstrel*
Ezio: *points to a guard* “Alright, go!”
Minstrel: ♫ “Justicia, justicia… behold and come see this day! Dance and sing ‘till Guards fall down… and the moon comes out to play!” ♫
Guard: “Eh, this is a-my watch, buffone… and here, I’M A KING. I don’t take kindly to idiots upsetting my peace!”
Minstrel: “Mercy, I’ve done nothing wrong!”
Guard: *successfully annoyed*
Minstrel (running for his life): “Was my melody not to your LIKING Signore!?!?!”
Guard: “Why run, amico?! It’s just a little PRICK as the blade slides home!”
Minstrel: “NO! PLEASE! I AM A FRIEND!!!!”
Guard: “You’ll soon be but a STAIN ON THE GROUND!”