eleventh. written.

[eaglet]

Today I have been in this place for a year. There is still much I do not understand about its ways as well as the ways of the people who live here, including all of you. There are times where I think I am adjusting, where I think I am understanding, but then something happens and it is clear that I am not.

I am not sure if I will ever understand.

[friends + Assassins]
There is a man here now by the name of Haytham Kenway. Treat him as genially as you like, but I warn you not to trust him. - Connor

[Assassins + Maria Thorpe - Edward Kenway]
He is a Templar. I do not ask for favours lightly, but I will ask you this: Do not kill him for this fact only; there is no point in this world. - Connor

Comments

[assassino]

[His taste in allies is regrettable tho lol James. Cue Ezio trying to reach out a bit though.]

Do you have any concerns about him?

[eaglet]

I do not know him well enough to have formed any.

[Not about his supposed goodness, anyway.]

I worry what he will do now that my -- that Haytham is here.

[assassino]

Hmm.

Well, he has no son now, just a daughter, Jenny. He may not accept Haytham as his own.

[eaglet]

That is sad to think about. No matter his choices, Haytham is still his son.

[assassino]

We're Assassins. Sadness is inevitable.

[eaglet]

Is this something common to all of us?

[assassino]

Not in all our lives, perhaps. But we play party to its creation, do we not?

[eaglet]

I do not know... our duty is to sow peace, not sorrow.

[assassino]

Obviously. But there is something ironic about using death to prevent death.

[eaglet]

An unfortunate necessity. I am grateful that there are not others who must rely on our methods.