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== | ==Animi Network/Brahman V.R.== | ||
When [[The Crew]] used a modified Animus connected a series of hacked [[Brahman V.R.]] to facilitate multi-user simulations, they could access a general-purpose database compiled by [[Abstergo Industries]].<ref>''[[Assassin's Creed Roleplaying Game]]''</ref> | |||
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|The Apples of Eden | |||
|The Staves of Eden | |||
|The Swords of Eden | |||
|The Shrouds of Eden | |||
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|Precursor Relics | |||
|Precursor Boxes | |||
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|Kassandra | |||
|Bayek and Aya | |||
|Basim Ibn Ishaq | |||
|Eivor Varinsdottir | |||
|Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad | |||
|Ezio Auditore | |||
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|Shao Jun | |||
|Edward Kenway & Adéwalé | |||
|Ratonhnhaké:ton (Connor) | |||
|Arno Dorian | |||
|Jacob & Evie Frye | |||
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=Database: The Apples of Eden= | |||
=Database: The Staves of Eden= | |||
=Database: The Swords of Eden= | |||
=Database: The Shrouds of Eden= | |||
=Database: Precursor Relics= | |||
=Database: Precursor Boxes= | |||
=Database: Rings of Seth= | |||
=Database: Kassandra (ACRPG)= | |||
"I was thrown from that mountain. My life began and ended on that mountain." - [[Kassandra]] | |||
"I am Kassandra, the Eagle Bearer, a descendant of King Leonidas I, the legendary Greek warrior king who once led the fierce city state of Sparta. I was raised by the Spartan General Nikolaos, who put me through the same rigorous training as my male companions and forged me into a formidable combatant. Yet, fate took an unexpected turn during a pilgrimage to the Oracle of Delphi, where my younger brother Alexios received a foreboding prophecy, destined to bring darkness upon our world. | |||
The Spartan Ephors, adhering to the Oracle's warning, ordered Alexios' execution at the cliffs of Mount Taygetos. In a moment of instinctual defiance, I saved my brother's life, but at the cost of a venerable Spartan elder's own. Retribution followed swiftly and I, too, was cast down from that treacherous precipice. | |||
Against all odds, I survived. I ran far from Sparta's clutches, seeking solace and a new beginning on the island of Kephallonia, a true haven on Earth for pariahs and misfits. Alone and isolated, I honed my talents and abilities and became a mercenary known as Misthios. Although I did not know its true power then, I used to wield the Spear of Leonidas, a Piece of Eden left behind by the gods themselves. | |||
Later, the clash between the brutal Spartan ideals and the progressive values of democracy and enlightenment promoted by the Athenians became inevitable, breaking out in the tumultuous Peloponnesian War. | |||
My journey intertwined with such an epic conflict as I sought to reunite with my lost family. During that period, I learned of the Cult of Kosmos, an insidious, secretive society manipulating prophecies through the Oracle of Delphi to wreak havoc and fear. To my dismay, their champion, Deimos, was none other than my lost brother, Alexios, raised as a weapon to ruthlessly oppose all who resisted the Cult's vision. | |||
In my relentless pursuit of truth and redemption, I crossed paths with Pythagoras, who revealed a bewildering truth: Alexios and I bore the ancient Isu bloodline, and one of us had the solemn duty to safeguard the knowledge of Atlantis and undertake a quest to collect Isu artifacts. Given my brother's absence, such a responsibility fell to me. I was given the Staff of Hermes, which granted me the larger-than-life longevity needed to fulfill my role as the guardian of ancient knowledge and balance between order and chaos. | |||
Long before the Brotherhood was born, I embodied the spirit of later proto-Assassins, driven by values of fraternity, free will, and the firm conviction that humanity should shape its own destiny. Alongside my loyal avian companion, Ikaros, I ventured into a life of discovery, unveiling the truths concealed beneath the veils of manipulation and power. | |||
As I trod the path destined to etch my own legacy, my values converged with those that would shape the future Brotherhood in ages yet to come." | |||
'''Dates:''' circa 458 BCE - unknown | |||
'''Location:''' [[Sparta]], [[Greece]] | |||
'''Time Frame:''' Ancient Greece | |||
'''Affiliation:''' [[Misthios]] (mercenary) | |||
'''Key Allies:''' [[Myrrine]], [[Sokrates]], [[Herodotus]], [[Barnabas]], [[Ikaros]] | |||
'''Main Opponents:''' [[Cult of Kosmos]], [[Deimos]] | |||
=Database: Bayek and Aya= | |||
"There is freedom, and there is the life of innocents. Both must be balanced on the scale." - [[Bayek]] | |||
"I am Bayek. I was born and raised in the remote oasis of Siwa, near the EgyptianLibyan border. In my veins flows the blood of a Berber-Egyptian heritage. I bear the responsibility of being the last of the Medjay, the guardians of Egypt's ancient kingdom, its people, and its cherished way of life. Alongside me walks Aya of Alexandria, my beloved wife, who has embraced the Medjay path despite not belonging to the bloodline. | |||
We were in the sacred temple in Siwa when tragedy struck. Soldiers came, demanding access. I refused to grant it to th+em, driven by my dedication to protect the sanctity of our land. Little did I know that this act of defiance would lead to the murder of our young son. Consumed by grief, Aya and I found ourselves torn apart, our pain driving a wedge between us. Deep within, I nurtured a flicker of hope — I believed that by avenging our son's death I could restore what was lost and reunite with my mourning wife. | |||
In the twists and turns of fate, my path led me back to Alexandria, where I once again crossed paths with Aya. With persuasive words she urged me to look beyond my own personal quest for revenge, and consider the greater tapestry of our troubled times. Aya saw in Cleopatra the key to freeing Egypt from the shackles of oppression, and she pledged her support to aid her in reclaiming the throne. Together, we set forth on a mission to hunt down the Order of the Ancients, a shadowy organization pulling the strings of power in Egypt. | |||
As I ventured deeper into the heart of this mission, a profound realization dawned upon me. The people of Egypt deserved the freedom to determine their own destiny. They needed champions to rise against their oppressive rulers. My thirst for vengeance gradually transformed into an unyielding resolve to champion righteousness, seeking to safeguard the people's rights. | |||
Eventually, Cleopatra chose to ally with Julius Caesar, who was under the sway of the nefarious Order of the Ancients. Blinded by ambition, she dismissed Aya and me. In her actions we saw not just a personal betrayal, but a disloyalty to what we personally held dear — the safety and freedom of Egypt and its people. We resolved to continue our struggle, even if that meant standing against Cleopatra's allies, as we understood that our quest for justice would benefit the entirety of the land and strike a resounding blow against the Order of the Ancients. | |||
With this goal in mind, we established a new organization; one founded not on bloodline alone but on a shared vision of justice. The Hidden Ones came into being, an organization destined to withstand the test of time. It would evolve and adapt, eventually blossoming into the revered Brotherhood of Assassins. Aya, embracing her newfound identity as Amunet, would emerge as one of the Brotherhood's most illustrious and celebrated Assassins, honored for her unwavering dedication to the cause. | |||
Thus, I, Bayek, stand as a testament to the indomitable spirit of the Hidden Ones and the Brotherhood. Our creed, etched in the annals of history, champions justice, freedom, and the liberation of the oppressed. Through the passage of time, our legacy endures as we persist in our quest for a world where righteousness prevails and tyranny falls under the blows of our blades." | |||
'''Dates:''' Circa 80 BCE - unknown | |||
'''Location:''' [[Egypt]], [[Rome]] | |||
'''Time Frame:''' [[Ptolemaic Egypt]] | |||
'''Affiliation:''' The [[Hidden Ones]] | |||
'''Key Allies:''' [[Phoxidas]], [[Marcus Junius Brutus|Brutus]], [[Gaius Cassius Longinus|Cassius]], [[Hepzefa]], [[Apollodorus]], [[Tahira]] | |||
'''Main Opponents:''' [[Order of the Ancients]], [[Gaius Julius Caesar|Julius Caesar]], [[Flavius Metellus]], [[Lucius Septimius]], [[Marcellus Asina|Martellus]] [''sic''], [[Bion]] | |||
=Database: Basim Ibn Ishaq (ACRPG)= | |||
"Should we not seek to know our enemies better, the better to defeat them?" - [[Basim]] | |||
"I am Basim Ibn Ishaq, born in the Abbasid Caliphate. My early years were spent in opulent Baghdad, but I grew up as a street thief, surviving by wit and cunning alone, together with my comrades in the shadows. Plagued by vivid hallucinations of a fearsome djinn from a young age, I harbored a deep-seated desire to unravel the mysteries surrounding these haunting visions. Eventually, my quest led me to the Hidden Ones, a secretive order of assassins dedicated to justice, operating covertly to uphold the greater good. | |||
In a reckless attempt to earn favor with the Hidden Ones, I chose to pilfer a mysterious artifact meant for the Caliph. Unbeknownst to me, this decision thrust me into a vast conspiracy orchestrated by the Levantine branch of the Order of the Ancients. Forced to flee the Caliph's palace, I was horrified to discover that my actions had triggered a ruthless reprisal, resulting in the massacre of my fellow street thieves. Amidst the chaos, it was Roshan, a member of the Hidden Ones, who rescued me, and together we fled Baghdad, seeking refuge within the fortress of Alamut. In the sanctuary of Alamut, I found solace and a newfound sense of purpose among the Hidden Ones. Through rigorous training, I transitioned from a young thief to a skilled warrior. Entrusted with missions abroad on behalf of the Hidden Ones, I ascended to the leadership of the Constantinople bureau, mentoring the aspiring assassin Hytham as my apprentice along the way. | |||
In the year 870, amidst our numerous assignments, I encountered Sigurd Styrbjornsson. Recognizing a chance to advance my covert objectives, I trailed the Viking to Norway, intent on unveiling the presence of the Order of the Ancients in the distant north. In Norway, I crossed paths with Sigurd's foster sister, Eivor, and, impressed by her deeds, I entrusted her with a Hidden Blade as a symbol of our alliance. Together with Eivor's Raven Clan, Hytham and I founded a bureau in the settlement of Ravensthorpe, England, with the aim of revitalizing the presence of the Hidden Ones on the island. | |||
As Hytham and Eivor relentlessly pursued the Order of the Ancients throughout the land, I embarked alongside Sigurd Styrbjornsson on a quest to find the elusive Saga Stone, driven by a desire to uncover the answers I had sought throughout my life." | |||
'''Dates:''' Circa 844 CE - unknown | |||
'''Location:''' [[Abbasid Caliphate]], Eastern Europe, [[Norway]] | |||
'''Time Frame:''' Golden Age of Baghdad | |||
'''Affiliation:''' The [[Hidden Ones]] | |||
'''Key Allies:''' [[Roshan]], [[Rebekah]], [[Rayhan]], [[Fuladh]], [[Ali ibn Muhammad]], [[Hytham]] | |||
'''Main Opponents:''' The [[Order of the Ancients]] | |||
=Database: Eivor Varinsdottir (ACRPG)= | |||
"For love and joy, words can jade. Our souls must sound in a heartful song. And when … no, no… You are less mine than I am yours. And I ask of you only this, keep me honest in the times to come." - [[Eivor Varinsdottir]] to the members of Ravensthorpe, 877 CE | |||
"I am Eivor Varinsdottir, the Wolf-kissed, a Viking shieldmaiden and jarlskona from Norway. In the late 9th century, I embarked on daring raids that would shape the destiny of what would become England. But my story goes beyond mortal bounds, for I am believed to be the reincarnation of the Isu Odin, the chief of the Æsir and a god revered in Norse mythology. | |||
My journey began in the embrace of noble parents, Rosta and Varin, who pledged their allegiance to jarl Styrbjorn Sigvaldisson of the Raven Clan. Tragedy struck when they were killed during a raid on Heillboer, perpetrated by Kjotve the Cruel and his Wolf Clan. Left without kin, I found sanctuary in Styrbjorn's household, and I was raised alongside his son, Sigurd. The flames of retribution burned inside me as I dreamed to avenge my parents and seek glory in their name. | |||
As I grew into adulthood, I often waged raids on settlements affiliated with Kjotve, while Sigurd embarked on his own adventures across Europe. In the year 872, the return of Sigurd to Norway led to a pivotal encounter that would forever change my path — I met Basim Ibn Ishaq and Hytham, two members of the mysterious Hidden Ones. They bestowed upon me the Hidden Blade, a weapon of stealth and precision that would become my ally in the battle against our enemies. With their guidance and the aid of the army of Guthorm the Wise, I was able to strike down Kjotve, finally avenging my parents. | |||
But my journey was far from over. Opposing Styrbjorn's decision to yield his kingdom to Harald Fairhair, many of the Raven Clan, including Sigurd, followed me to England. We settled in Ledecestrescire and founded Ravensthorpe, a sanctuary where we built our strength and forged alliances with the various kingdoms across the land. The Great Summer Army, the Sons of Ragnar, and Clan Hemmingsons were among the allies we gained, solidifying our position and preparing for the challenges ahead. | |||
I took up arms alongside Hytham to rid England of the Order of the Ancients, a sinister organization threatening our newfound home. Little did I know that the Grand Maegester Alfred of Wessex secretly aided our cause, using our actions to further his own agenda, unknowingly paving the way for the emergence of the Templar Order. | |||
A year later, as the jarlskona of my clan, I received an invitation from my maternal cousin, Bárid mac Ímair, to join him in Dublin. There, I aided him in securing his throne through an alliance with Flann Sinna, the High King of Ireland. I also confronted the Children of Danu, a druidic cult determined to preserve their own faith against the encroachment of Norse and Christian beliefs. | |||
Years passed, and I participated in the second Viking siege of Paris, alongside Sigfred's Elgring Clan. We clashed with Charles the Fat, defending England from his avid pursuit of conquest. Amid the struggle, I uncovered a conspiracy orchestrated by the Bellatores Dei, a fanatical group seeking to purge Francia of its pagan roots. | |||
My name, Eivor Varinsdottir, the Wolf-kissed, echoes in the annals of history. My journey is entwined with valor, strife, and the mysteries of the gods, leaving an indelible mark on the tapestry of Norse legend." | |||
'''Dates:''' 847 CE - unknown | |||
'''Location:''' [[Europe]] | |||
'''Time Frame:''' [[Viking Age]] | |||
'''Affiliation:''' The [[Hidden Ones]] | |||
'''Key Allies:''' [[Sigurd Styrbjornsson]], [[Valka]], [[Hytham]], [[Deirdre Na Linni]] | |||
'''Main Opponents:''' [[Kjotve the Cruel]], [[Alfred the Great]], [[Rued]], [[Fulke]], [[Order of the Ancients]], the [[Zealots]], the [[Sons of Ragnar]], the [[Children of Danu]], the [[Descendants of the Round Table]] | |||
=Database: Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad (ACRPG)= | |||
"There is no greater glory than fighting to find the truth." - [[Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad]] | |||
"I, Altaïr, was born into a lineage of Assassins, destined to follow the path of the Creed. I ascended the ranks swiftly, achieving the esteemed title of Master Assassin at a mere twenty-five years of age. My accomplishment marked me as the youngest ever to attain such a position at that time. | |||
Amidst the chaos of the Third Crusade, a sacred mission was bestowed upon me. I was entrusted with acquiring an ancient artifact known as the Apple of Eden, the Templar Treasure hidden behind the walls of Jerusalem. However, blinded by my arrogance I deviated from the principles I held dear, breaching all three tenets of the Creed. My actions led to the exposure of the Assassin community in Masyaf, leaving them vulnerable to a devastating Templar assault. | |||
As a consequence of my transgressions, I was swiftly demoted to the lowly rank of Novice. My honor was tarnished, and I sought to atone for my grievous errors. To reclaim my place among the Brotherhood I embarked on a perilous journey to stop the Templars from seizing control of the Holy Land. It was a treacherous path, one that required me to skillfully manipulate both the Saracens and the Crusaders, pitting them against each other, like pieces on a grand chessboard. | |||
While I was unraveling this intricate web of deceit and manipulation, I encountered a shocking revelation — my trusted Mentor Al Mualim was in league with the Templars. He sought to harness the power of the Apple for his own, nefarious purposes. To protect the Creed and preserve the delicate balance of power, I had no choice but to confront him. Al Mualim fell by my blade, and the Apple was retrieved, unveiling the hidden locations of other Pieces of Eden scattered across the globe. | |||
In time, age and experience brought me wisdom, and I ascended to the position of Mentor within the Levantine Brotherhood. Driven by my newfound understanding, I initiated a series of reforms, transforming the Brotherhood into a more egalitarian and inclusive organization. I dedicated considerable time to the refinement of our equipment and delved deep into the secrets hidden within the Apple of Eden. | |||
I compiled my vast knowledge and insights into a meticulously encoded collection I named the Codex. it contains a wealth of wisdom gleaned from the experiences of my life, as well as the profound knowledge imparted by the Apple. This invaluable resource chronicles my journey and may serve as a beacon of guidance for future generations of Assassins. | |||
Thus, I, Altaïr, through trials and tribulations, evolved from a young and headstrong Assassin to a wise and revered Mentor. My legacy lives on in the reforms I instituted, the Codex I crafted, and the profound impact I left upon the Creed. May the wisdom and knowledge I have gathered guide those who come after me, and may the Brotherhood forever remain a beacon of hope in the eternal struggle against the forces that seek to control and oppress humanity." | |||
'''Dates:''' 1165 - 1257 CE | |||
'''Location:''' [[Masyaf]], [[Syria]], [[China]] | |||
'''Time Frame:''' The [[Levant]] | |||
'''Affiliation:''' [[Levantine Brotherhood of Assassins|Levantine Brotherhood]] | |||
'''Key Allies:''' [[Maria Thorpe]] (wife), [[Darim]] and [[Sef]] (sons), [[Malik Al-Sayf]] | |||
'''Main Opponents:''' [[Robert de Sablé]], [[Abbas Sofian]], [[Al Mualim]], [[Genghis Khan]] | |||
=Database: Ezio Auditore (ACRPG)= | |||
"When I was a young man, I had liberty, but I did not see it. I had time, but did not know it. And I had love, but I did not feel it." - [[Ezio Auditore]] | |||
"All my life, a fire of passion blazed in the depths of my soul, an energy that pushed me along an extraordinary path that eventually transformed me from a carefree youth into a respected leader among the noble Assassins. I was born into a family intertwined with the Brotherhood, but I wasn't aware of this heritage until my seventeenth year. It was then that the specter of tragedy fell upon us, when my father and brothers met their untimely demise at the merciless hands of executioners. | |||
I was rescued by my wise and noble uncle, Mario, who extended his guiding hand and welcomed me into the fold of the Assassins in the peaceful refuge of Monteriggioni. There, I learned the ways of our esteemed order under his watchful gaze, honing my skills and expanding my knowledge. Alas, that serene interlude didn't last, as we were soon besieged by the insidious Borgia, a powerful family owning its allegiance to our sworn enemy, the Templar Order. In their ruthless quest for power, they took the life of my dear uncle and wrested an Apple of Eden from our protective custody. | |||
Fueled by an unyielding determination to resist the corrupting influence of the Templars in Rome, I brought new companions to our cause. For many years, I poured my heart and soul into dismantling the Borgia's iron grip on the city, sparing no effort in liberating its people from their clutches. | |||
Yet, my ambitions extended far beyond the confines of Italy. A thirst for knowledge consumed me, compelling me to undertake a monumental task: the search for and reassembly of the scattered pages of Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad's Codex. I embarked on this quest to enrich the Brotherhood's techniques and uncover lost wisdom. The journey took me to the vast expanses of the Middle East, where I faced a desperate race against the Templars, as they too vied to possess the fabled treasures concealed within Altaïr's long-lost library. | |||
In the year 1512, standing at the threshold of that sacred library, I felt anticipation ripple through my veins. However, what lay inside defied my expectations. No volumes awaited, only the remnants of Altaïr himself, the lingering echoes of the Apple of Eden, and a Memory Seal etched with his final recollections. | |||
With trepidation, I activated the Apple, unearthing its hidden truths. In that moment, a message from the enigmatic Precursors revealed itself, casting a blinding light on my purpose. I, Ezio Auditore da Firenze, recognized my role as a conduit between these ancient beings and a future generation of Assassins. It became clear that destiny had chosen me to transmit knowledge and vital information from one era to the next. Overwhelmed, I meticulously transcribed my experiences and the profound message from the Precursors onto the sacred pages of the Prophet's Codex. | |||
Upon my return from the Masyaf library, I made a solemn decision. I chose to withdraw from the active duties of the Brotherhood, finding solace and love in the embrace of Sofia Sartor, a remarkable woman who had captured my heart. Together, we chose a life free from the shadows, raising a family and savoring the tranquility that had long eluded me. Although my days as an active Assassin had drawn to a close, the flame of passion and purpose continued to burn brightly within, forever reminding me of the extraordinary odyssey that had shaped me into the man I had become." | |||
'''Dates:''' 1459 - 1524 CE | |||
'''Location:''' [[Italy]] | |||
'''Time Frame:''' Italian [[Renaissance]] | |||
'''Affiliation:''' Italian Brotherhood | |||
'''Key Allies:''' [[Mario Auditore]], [[Claudia Auditore]], [[Sofia Sartor]], [[Leonardo da Vinci]], Bartolomeo D'Alviano, [[Niccolò Machiavelli]], [[Caterina Sforza]], [[La Volpe]], [[Yusuf Tazim]], [[Lorenzo de' Medici]], [[Suleiman I]], [[Piri Reis]] | |||
'''Main Opponents:''' [[Rodrigo Borgia]], [[Cesare Borgia]], [[Juan Borgia]], the [[House of Pazzi|Pazzi family]], the [[House of Barbarigo|Barbarigo family]], Prince [[Ahmet]], [[Manuel Palaiologos]] | |||
=Database: Shao Jun (ACRPG)= | |||
"No one can stop me in my hunt." - [[Shao Jun]] | |||
"I, Shao Jun, shall recount the tale of my life. | |||
I was born into the bonds of royal captivity, destined to become an imperial concubine. I was esteemed for my agility and discretion, and during my travels as a companion to Emperor Zhengde, my talents were honed in the art of espionage. Little did I know that his demise would reveal a secret war between the Templar faction known as the Eight Tigers and the Brotherhood of Assassins. | |||
At the tender age of sixteen, I was liberated from my gilded cage by the Assassins, forever grateful to those who had delivered me from my plight. Immersed in the ways of the Brotherhood, I vowed to return and liberate my fellow concubines from their chains. But, alas, I arrived too late, for the cruel hand of the new emperor had tortured and extinguished the lives of most, revealing his sadistic nature to the world. | |||
The Emperor Jiajing unleashed a ruthless campaign to obliterate the Brotherhood in China, aided by the treacherous Eight Tigers led by the cunning Zhang Yong. Many of my brethren were killed, forced into hiding or compelled to flee to foreign lands for their safety. Determined to find new allies, I embarked on a perilous journey to Italy, where I sought the counsel of the legendary Ezio Auditore, who had retired from active duty in 1524. His sage advice guided me on the path to rebuilding the Brotherhood in my homeland. | |||
Two years later, armed with newfound knowledge and resolve, I returned to China, embarking on a mission to eliminate the Eight Tigers. One by one, their reign of terror crumbled before my unyielding blade. With each life extinguished, the Chinese Brotherhood grew stronger, and I, Shao Jun, ascended to the honored position of Mentor, guiding my fellow Assassins with unwavering determination. | |||
At the culmination of my crusade, I struck with precision and cunning, ensuring the demise of Emperor Jiajing, whose reign of tyranny had plagued our land for far too long. The Chinese Brotherhood stood tall once more, the flame of justice burning brightly in our hearts." | |||
'''Dates:''' 1505–unknown | |||
'''Location:''' [[China]] | |||
'''Time Frame:''' [[Ming Dynasty]] | |||
'''Affiliation:''' [[Chinese Brotherhood]] | |||
'''Key Allies:''' [[Zhu Jiuyuan]], [[Wang Yangming]], [[Ezio Auditore]] | |||
'''Main Opponents:''' [[Jiajing]], [[Zhang Yong]] | |||
=Database: Edward Kenway & Adéwalé= | |||
"I'm not an easy man to call a friend, am I?" - [[Edward Kenway]] | |||
"I was born in Trinidad, a slave from my first breath." - [[Adéwalé]] | |||
"I, Edward Kenway, shall regale you with the tale of my audacious exploits in the treacherous waters of the 1700s. ‘Twas my own cunning that led me to the Assassins, by way of impersonating the ill-fated Duncan Walpole, an Assassin I dispatched with little remorse. With the Brotherhood of Assassins at my back, I unleashed the full might of my skills and my ship, the legendary Jackdaw, upon the wretched Spaniards and the conniving British Templars who dared to thwart the glory of piracy in the Caribbean. | |||
In my relentless pursuit of fame and fortune, I uncovered their dark designs to unearth a fabled Precursor site, a place they called the Observatory. 'Twas there that the enigmatic Bartholomew Roberts, a pirate bearing the essence of the Precursor known as Aita, awaited his destiny. Though I embraced much of the Creed and adopted the Brotherhood's fearsome weaponry, I refrained from formally joining their ranks, until the harsh lessons of life threatened to rob me of all I held dear. 'Twas then that I sought redemption, training in the ways of the Assassins. | |||
Having secured a pardon for my piratical escapades, I returned to England, where I ascended to the title of co-leader of the British Brotherhood. I tirelessly hunted down Precursor sites and unearthed valuable knowledge about the elusive Grand Temple. I even discovered the Shroud of Eden, which I deemed too potent for the prying eyes of both Assassins and Templars. | |||
Ever vigilant, I instilled the ways of the Brotherhood in my son, Haytham, from a tender age. The lad was destined to walk the path of an Assassin, guided by my seasoned hand. Alas, fate dealt me a cruel blow, for one ill-fated night, Templar interlopers claimed my life, leaving my beloved daughter, Jenny, in their clutches. | |||
Such was the tale of Edward Kenway, the bold Welsh pirate who sailed the seas, embraced the ways of the Assassins, and met his untimely demise at the hands of his sworn enemies." | |||
'''Dates:''' 1693 - 1735 CE | |||
'''Location:''' [[Caribbean]] | |||
'''Time Frame:''' [[Golden Age of Piracy]] | |||
'''Affiliation:''' [[British Brotherhood of Assassins|British Brotherhood]] | |||
'''Key Allies:''' [[Adéwalé]], [[Blackbeard]], [[Mary Read|James Kidd/Mary Read]], [[Benjamin Hornigold]], [[Calico Jack]], [[Ah Tabai]] | |||
'''Main Opponents:''' [[Bartholomew Roberts]], [[Laureano de Torres y Ayala]], [[Julien du Casse]], [[Woodes Rogers]] | |||
"Listen up, mates! Gather 'round and lend an ear as I, Adéwalé, spill me tale of audacity and fury. I was a severe Trinidadian slave, snatched from the clutches of oppression by none other than Edward Kenway himself. I took on duties as his quartermaster on the Jackdaw. Now, let me make it clear from the start. Piracy seemed like the perfect means to disrupt tyranny and control. But deep down, it didn't sit right with me. It felt like dishonest work, a betrayal of me own principles. So, I sought a greater purpose, an' joined the Maroon rebellion in Port-au-Prince, takin' command of the Experto Crede, a cursed slave ship. | |||
Around 1720, I found meself standin' shoulder to shoulder with the West Indies Brotherhood. Trainin' under the watchful eye of the wise Mentor Ah Tabai. I urged Edward Kenway to join our ranks, and after some resistance, he finally saw the light.Serving the Brotherhood was no easy task. I fought tooth and nail against the Templar scum, fendin' off their relentless attacks. I rescued Edward from the clutches of Port Royal's damnation, makin' sure he stayed in the fight, an' stood by the Assassins at the Observatory. | |||
The fires of conflict engulfed the Seven Years' War, an' I stood tall with our French allies. We struck a mighty blow against the British Royal Navy at Louisbourg, earnin' the wrathful gaze of them Templars. Oh, they were thirstin' for our blood, those accursed dogs. But fate had other plans for me. In a chase led by that treacherous Shay Cormac and Haytham Kenway, the Experto Crede was forced to beach, lest me crew face certain death. An' there I stood, facin' off against the combined might of Haytham and Shay, fightin' like a cornered lion. | |||
But alas, it was not to be. They cooperated, distractin' and overpowerin' me with a wicked ferocity. I fell, my blood spillin' upon the earth, my spirit unyielding, even in defeat. Remember the name Adéwalé, me brethren, as a symbol of resistance against oppression!" | |||
'''Dates:''' 1692 – 1758 CE | |||
'''Location:''' [[Caribbean]] | |||
'''Time Frame:''' [[Golden Age of Piracy]] | |||
'''Affiliation:''' [[West Indies Brotherhood of Assassins|West Indies Brotherhood]] | |||
'''Key Allies:''' [[Edward Kenway]], [[Ah Tabai]], [[Achilles Davenport]], [[Bastienne Josèphe]], [[Augustin Dieufort]] | |||
'''Main Opponents:''' [[Pierre, Marquis de Fayet|Marquis de Fayet]] | |||
=Database: Ratonhnhaké:ton (Connor)= | |||
"My enemy is a notion, not a nation." - [[Ratonhnhaké:ton|Ratonhnhaké:ton (Connor)]] | |||
"I humbly share my story, born as the unfortunate offspring of the British Templar Haytham Kenway and Kaniehtí:io, my beloved mother. The burden of this truth weighs heavily on my spirit, for I believe that the Templar Order was directly responsible for my village's destruction, and my mother's demise during the Seven Years' War. | |||
In the turbulent years of my adolescence, destiny set me on a path fraught with challenges. At this time, I chanced upon a cursed relic, a Piece of Eden concealed inside a Crystal Ball. The relic showed me a vision of flying like an eagle, while ominous whispers compelled me to seek a sign. The vision lit my spirit with a sacred fire, binding me to the duty of safeguarding my homeland from the insidious grasp of the Templars. | |||
Fueled by a ferocious thirst for justice, I embarked on a hunt that brought me to meet Achilles, a former chief of the Assassins. I prayed to him to share his wisdom and skills, dreaming of standing against the Templars and fighting for America's liberty and independence. In the year 1770, after harrowing trials and tribulations, I was reborn as the Assassin I was meant to be, embracing a new name — Connor. | |||
Unyielding in my resolve, I fought ceaselessly to reclaim the nascent nation from the Templar's poisoning roots. I joined the American Patriots, seeking to cast off the shackles of the British dictators, and I became an agent of their Revolution. However, the shadows of disillusionment soon fell over my path like tempestuous clouds as I witnessed the cruel, horrific treatment inflicted upon my fellow Natives by those whose freedom I was fighting for. Desperately chasing after my visions of freedom and unity, I even went as far as trying to reconcile myself with my father, the esteemed Grand Master of the Colonial Rite. Yet, the ethical and moral divide between us eventually forced me to use my hidden blade against him. | |||
Thanks also to my efforts, the Revolution granted political rights for men and women, freeing them from the grasp of the Templars. Still, my spirit could not escape the burden of failure, for the marginalized and indigenous communities remained entangled in the oppressive web of inequality. My loyalty to the Creed demanded a bitter toll, where the sacrifice of a worthy few became the price to pay for protecting the many. | |||
In the end, I found relief in the embrace of a woman. Our union became a safe harbor that gave birth to three precious souls. I nurtured the intuitive connection to the land of my youngest daughter, Io:nhiòte, teaching her the ancient ways of tracking and hunting. In the pictographs of my existence, I acknowledge the many limitations and disillusionments that mar my noble intentions, looking forward to those brief moments of contentment that still light a flicker of hope in a world drenched in injustice." | |||
'''Dates:''' 1756 CE - unknown | |||
'''Location:''' [[Mohawk Valley]], [[North America]] | |||
'''Time Frame:''' [[American Revolutionary War]] | |||
'''Affiliation:''' [[American Brotherhood of Assassins|Colonial Brotherhood]] | |||
'''Key Allies:''' [[George Washington]], [[Benjamin Franklin]], [[Achilles Davenport]], [[Samuel Adams]], [[Marquis de Lafayette]] | |||
'''Main Opponents:''' [[Haytham Kenway]], [[Charles Lee]] | |||
=Database: Arno Dorian (ACRPG)= | |||
"All that we do, all that we are, begins and ends with ourselves." - [[Arno Dorian]] | |||
"I, Arno Victor Dorian, will recount the tumultuous tale of my life. The son of an Assassin, I was born into a world of intrigue and shadows. I was raised by my father Charles in Versailles, as my mother Marie left us upon discovering his clandestine activities, until the fateful day when he was killed, his life cruelly taken by the hand of a Templar, Shay Cormac. | |||
I was then adopted by a Templar Grand Master, Francois de la Serre, and my upbringing brought me close to his daughter Élise, a connection destined to blossom into a secret love as we matured into adulthood. But fate had a treacherous design for us both. | |||
In the year 1789 I languished within the confines of the Bastille, falsely accused of my adoptive father's murder. There, the veils of deception began to unravel when I met Pierre Bellec, a Master Assassin, who revealed the truth of my ancestral Assassin heritage. Under his guidance, I honed my skills, preparing to avenge my biological and adoptive fathers' deaths. | |||
Emerging from the darkness of the Bastille, I embraced the mantle of the Brotherhood, my purpose infused with righteous fury. Though Élise was a member of the Templar Order, she perceived the dangers lurking within its ranks, and she joined forces with me to expose those who manipulated the turbulent tides of the French Revolution for nefarious gains. | |||
Eventually, a series of unfortunate events led to the demise of the Parisian Brotherhood Mentor, Honoré Mirabeau, killed by Bellec. This thrust me into a harrowing duel with my former teacher — I emerged victorious from that clash, but carrying a heavy burden. | |||
The Brotherhood exiled me, deeming my actions to be part of a personal vendetta. Yet, fate guided my steps back towards Élise's side. Together, we unraveled the machinations of the new Templar Grand Master, François-Thomas Germain. We faced him beneath the hallowed grounds of the Parisian Temple, where both Germain and my beloved Élise met their end. | |||
Consumed by grief, I abandoned the Assassin's path, seeking peace in solitude. However, the relentless tide of revolutionary France refused to release its grip upon me. Compelled to action, I intervened, thwarting Napoleon Bonaparte's insidious schemes to unearth a hidden Precursor Temple beneath the Basilica of Saint-Denis and seize the Apple of Eden concealed within. | |||
Guided by Élise's poignant final wish, I devoted myself to bridging the chasm that divided the Templar and Assassin factions. In honor of her memory, I pledged to forge a path of unity. May my actions serve as a beacon of hope, illuminating a future where the clash of blades is replaced by a shared purpose." | |||
'''Dates:''' 1768 CE - unknown | |||
'''Location:''' [[France]] | |||
'''Time Frame:''' [[French Revolution]] | |||
'''Affiliation:''' [[Parisian Brotherhood]] | |||
'''Key Allies:''' [[Elise de la Serre]], [[Honoré Mirabeau]] | |||
'''Main Opponents:''' [[François-Thomas Germain]], [[Pierre Bellec]], [[Maximilien de Robespierre|Robespierre]] | |||
=Database: Jacob & Evie Frye= | |||
'''Queen Victoria:''' You have honoured us with your loyalty and courage. Long may we strengthen the Empire together.<br> | |||
'''Jacob Frye:''' Your Majesty, We will always work to ensure the safety of the people.<br> | |||
'''Evie Frye:''' But with the greatest respect, our philosophy forbids us from assisting with the expansion of the Empire. Perhaps, ma'am, you could consider putting an end to your imperialist desires? | |||
"Let me tell ya a story ‘bout the blood that runs through our veins, the Frye twins, Jacob and Evie, born of Assassin lineage. We were raised in the bosom of the Brotherhood, molded by our old man's wisdom, layin' the groundwork for what was to come. | |||
Now, my dear brother Jacob, he was always one to buck the system. Our paths diverged on how we approached the “Assassin game”. Me, Evie, I valued knowledge and stayin' hidden, seein' those Pieces of Eden as the key to everythin'. The fate of the world depended on ‘em, in my eyes. Jacob, though, was impulsive, and couldn't resist divin' headfirst into danger, not a thought for the consequences. | |||
But despite our differences, it was like a bloody orchestra when we worked together. We complemented each other's strengths and made up for the other's weaknesses. And that's when the Frye twins became a force to be reckoned with, a sight that struck fear deep into our enemies' hearts. | |||
Our tale is woven into the fabric of the Brotherhood. We carved our way through history, hell-bent on seekin' justice, freein' mankind from the Templars' iron grip. Remember, the Frye twins' bravery will forever be a light in the darkness, provin' that even the oppressed can rise against their oppressors!" | |||
"Now, gather ‘round, listen up! It's Jacob speakin' here, spillin' the beans ‘bout our adventures. Evie and I said sod it to our mentor's advice and set up shop in the grand ol' city of London, ready to give those Templar bastards a good thrashin'. | |||
We teamed up with a bloke named Henry Green, a true Assassin, and we had our own little mission goin'. Our plan? Stick it to the Templar-backed Blighters and rid the city of their filth. | |||
That's when the real fun began. We formed the Rooks, a gang of fierce fighters ready to shank the Templars and their cronies. Yours truly, Jacob Frye, led the charge, bashin' heads, and takin' names. We fought for justice, breakin' the chains of the poor sods workin' in factories, treated like dirt. We made ‘em reckon with the power of the people. | |||
While I was raisin' hell, Evie, the clever one, had her sights on them Pieces of Eden. She was all in to keep the Templars from gettin' their grubby hands on that Shroud of Eden, a powerful artifact they were itchin' for. | |||
But here's the kicker, mates. Even with our different approaches and personal missions, the Frye twins left a mark on history. We set London on fire, liberatin' the city from a century of Templar tyranny. We even saved the bloody Queen, herself. The Crown couldn't ignore our dash an' derring-do, and knighted us for it. The British Brotherhood rose to new heights, all thanks to us. | |||
Evie, always wanderin' like a restless soul, buggered off to India after tyin' the knot with Henry Green. She got mixed up with the Indian Brotherhood, fightin' the good fight over there. But she couldn't resist a return to London in 1872. Her and Henry tried to help this bloke Abberline, tryin' to stop some Templar scumbag from nickin' pages outta the Voynich manuscript in the British Museum. Didn't quite succeed, but it didn't stop ‘em from headin' back to India, trainin' British Assassins and teachin' ‘em every trick from the Indian Brotherhood. | |||
So there ya have it, mates. The epic tale of the Frye twins, kickin' arse, makin' history, and turnin' the tide against them Templar wankers. We're legends, and ain't nobody takin' that away from us." | |||
'''Dates:''' 1847 CE - unknown | |||
'''Location:''' [[London]], [[England]] | |||
'''Time Frame:''' [[Industrial Revolution]] | |||
'''Affiliation:''' [[British Brotherhood of Assassins|British Brotherhood]] | |||
'''Key Allies:''' Henry Green ([[Jayadeep Mir]]), [[Alexander Graham Bell]], [[Frederick Abberline]] | |||
'''Main Opponents:''' [[Crawford Starrick]], [[Lucy Thorne]] | |||
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Animi Network/Brahman V.R.[edit | edit source]
When The Crew used a modified Animus connected a series of hacked Brahman V.R. to facilitate multi-user simulations, they could access a general-purpose database compiled by Abstergo Industries.[1]
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