In the beginning, when we thought we could be saved, we sought to face the sun’s wrath and contain it.

Four towers would be built – to pull her fury into this place and dispel it.

But even with all we knew… With all we had… It would take too long. A thousand years we could labor and still the work would not be done…

The first tower was never completed, the project abandoned… We moved on. But while we labored on other endeavors, a few returned. They thought to automate the process…

Metal might finish what flesh could not…

– Juno

Haytham: Stuck! See if you can find something to pry it open.

Connor?

What are you up to?

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Haytham: Oh. No. Don’t do that. There’s no way of knowing what’s on the other siiiii–

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Haytham: –iiiiide!

Connor: We do now.

South comes the English king and his infidel army. They leave horrors in their wake! Salāḥ ad-Dīn rides to meet him, that these barbarous acts might be avenged. Pray that God – glorious and exalted as he – find favor with us that He may grant us victory!

We’ll see just how tough the holdouts are when they’re forced to go without food.

If they want to eat, they’ll accept Savonarola as their leader.

How the Medici family can still hold any sway in this city is beyond me…

To think, I once considered them my patrons. But that was before the prophet opened my eyes.

Then I saw the evils of commerce and the division it creates.

Savonarola will lead us into a new era. One of fraternity, equality, and justice.

All that remains is for us to cast off the shackles of our troubled past – and accept the Lord as our savior and true leader.

– The Merchant