Today, you must defend your homeland in battle!
ALSO,
Today, you must defend your homeland in battle!
ALSO,
You have woken me from a thousand year slumber…
…If I still had hands!
Hush, little soldier, don’t say a word
The enemy approaches that deaths will occur
And if their deaths summon more of their hoards,
Sleep well, sweet child,
When you wake, WE’LL HAVE
“Feet shuffling in grassy area” SFX
Hail to you, Osiris! Your limbs are lasting, you do not know corruption.
There are no worms with you, you are not repugnant.
Here is the tomb of Osiris, motionless, motionless like Osiris; motionless his limbs like Osiris.
Let them not remain motionless, let them not corrupt.
They move not, they stir not: be it done for them as for Osiris. I am Osiris.
“Blow Away the Morning Dew” (lyrics from ingeb.org)
Oh, there was a shepherd’s son
Kept sheep upon a hill
He laid his pipe and crook aside
And there slept his fillSingin’ ‘Blow away in the morning
Blow away, high-ho!
Blow away the morning dew
And blow, boys, blow!’He looked east and he looked west
And he gave an underlook
And there he spied a lady fair
a-swimmin’ in a brookBlow away in the morning
Blow away, high-ho!
Blow away the morning dew
And blow, boys, blow!He raised his head from his green bed
And then approached the maid
‘Put on your clothes, my dear,’ he says
‘And be ye not afraid’Blow away in the morning
Blow away, high-ho!
Blow away the morning dew,
And blow, boys, blow!‘If you’ll not touch my mantle
And let my clothes alone
Then I’ll give you as much money
As you can carry home’Blow away in the morning
Blow away, high-ho!
Blow away the morning dew,
and blow, boys, blow!
Note: A variation of this song can be found in the Assassin’s Creed IV Black Flag Sea Shanty Soundtrack
How loved you are in your house of life,
Your inner shrine of being!You little seed,
Sprouting with the absence of the flood
That follows the moon.Your ka endures,
My strength feeds your joy,
Your heart’s stir directs me on the path.I am she who wills the shape of your breath,
Who sings your name into life.
“What sort of man sells his honor and dignity for a bit of coin? You realize you are in service to a TRAITOR and a COWARD!“ – Bartolomeo d’Alviano
“I’ll show mercy to whoever here has the COURAGE to release me! All the rest of you are GOING TO DIE! By MY HAND! I swear it!“ – Bartolomeo d’Alviano
“You have no honor! No valor! No VIRTUE! And people wonder why it is Venezia’s star has begun to fade!“ – Bartolomeo d’Alviano