Connor: Give me Lee.

Haytham: Impossible. He is the promise of a better future. The sheep need a shepherd.

Connor: He has been dismissed and censured. He can do nothing for you now.

Haytham: A temporary setback. He will be restored.

[Connor: We have an opportunity here. Together we can break the cycle, and end this ancient war. I know it.

Haytham: No. You WANT to know it. You WANT it to be true. Part of me once did as well. But it is an impossible dream.

Connor: We are blood, you and I. Please…

Haytham: No, son. We are enemies. And one of us must die.]

The conversation in brackets are cuts from the game, but found in Forsaken.

I happened to cross an encampment belonging to two of your friends a few leagues from here. The scene was grisly, my thoughts were of highwaymen or war parties. But as soon as I searched the area the truth of their fates came clear – somewhere along their journey, your friends found this…

(Note: I have no idea what “this” he’s talking about. Possibly tools or rare hide.)

But only one. I suspect they made camp and things remained peaceful for a time, then greedy bore its ugly teeth. A fight broke out between them. Vicious. One of the men drawing a blade and stabbing the other. Then he set out for home. But he received justice of a kind before long, as he was attacked and killed by a wolf.

I am sorry to be one to bring you this tale.

I found the beast you spoke of, covered in fur head to toe. Whereas the tales of his wits and bent for theft are true, those of him being a monster are not. He is just a man. A man who chooses to live in solitude. But I know not where he makes his home. As for the missing property, I might suggest being more careful.

Connor is the original Mythbuster.

People across Boston spoke of seeing the monster. Reports varied in the details but most agreed that it was long and black and only appeared in the presence of an old man. Turns out the creature was the old man himself, diving in the water with a contraption that allowed him to breathe while submerged. The machine itself was as startling as any monster, but I can assure you it is safe to sail again.

– Connor Kenway/Ratonhnhaké:ton 

It is hard to find a person in Boston who has not seen the fire in the sky – it is the talk of the town. But my investigation revealed that the fire is most certainly of this earth. A man in the area had an affinity for explosions and was setting whole barrels of powder aflame for sport, until one day he got too close. Needless to say, there will be no more fire in the Boston sky.

– Connor Kenway/Ratonhnhaké:ton