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Somewhere That's Green was a virtual representation of one of Jacob Frye's genetic memories, relived through the Helix Navigator.

Description

As Jacob and Evie arrived in London, they sought out the Assassin Henry Green to devise a plan to take down the Templars in the city.

Dialogue

Jacob and Evie left the Whitechapel train station.

• Jacob: I've never seen so many people all at once.
• Evie: "The churning seas of London." It's just the way Father described. Now, to find Henry Green and formulate a plan of attack against the Templars.
• Jacob: Who's Mister Green, again?
• Evie: The Assassin watching over London. Did you not listen the first three times?
• Jacob: Listen to what?

A young boy ran into Jacob.

• Jacob: Oi! Watch it!
• Boy: Beg pardon, sir!

As the boy ran away, Jacob found that he had been pickpocketed.

• Jacob: Oi! Come back here, you filthy dipper!

Jacob chased the thief and reached an alley.

• Jacob: Fine, you little mobsman!... Keep it.

Two thugs approached Jacob.

• Thug 1: Well, well. What do we have here?
• Thug 2: You're on our property.

Jacob killed the thugs.

• Jacob: Ha, ha! Excellent. What else does London have to offer?

Evie caught up with Jacob.

• Evie: Now is not the time for tourism, Jacob. Now's the time to find Henry Green. I've always been the quicker climber, haven't I?
• Jacob: Not since we were two.
• Evie: Race you to the highest vantage point.

Jacob and Evie raced to a factory rooftop.

• Evie: You're going to lose again!
• Jacob: Not on my watch!

Jacob and Evie climbed onto the rooftop.

• Evie: Where is Mister Green's shop located? It was marked on Father's map...

An Assassin climbed up behind them.

• Henry: Two Assassins. Equal in height. One female, one male. Two decades old, and those devilish smiles. You must be the Frye twins.
• Evie: And you are...?
• Henry: Henry Green, at your service. I was sorry to learn about your father's passing.

Evie looked at Henry with enchantment.

• Evie: Thank you...
• Jacob: What can you tell us about Crawford Starrick?
• Henry: I suppose the Council desires news?
• Evie: London must be freed. To provide a better future for all of its citizens.
• Henry: Well thank goodness the Council saw reason and sent you to aid us.
• Jacob: Yes... thank goodness.
• Henry: Unfortunately, I am the bearer of bad news. Today, Starrick sits at the helm of the most sophisticated Templar infrastructure known in the western world. Every class, every borough, the gangs, the industries - his reach extends all across London.
• Jacob: I've always thought of myself as a gang leader. Firm, but fair. We'll have uniforms. And I'll unite a mix of disenfranchised outsiders under one name. That's it, Evie! We can really them to our side.
• Evie: Oh, like the way that you rallied those card players at the Oakbrook Tavern into the river?
• Jacob: That was different, they beat me at whist. I can see it now! We'll call ourselves the Rooks.
• Evie: You were never good at chess, either.
• Jacob: Have you got a better plan?
• Evie: Find the Piece of Eden.
• Jacob: Ah...
• Henry: Well. Let me show you the lay of the land. Shall we? This is the highest point in Whitechapel.

Climbing atop an industrial chimney, the Assassins observed the Whitechapel district.

• Henry: Look at what Starrick has done to this city. Whitechapel is riddled with crime; child labor, despite regulations. A gang known as the Blighters overruns the streets; and Templars manipulating behind the scenes. As in all the other boroughs. We need to return this city to the people who built it in the first place.
• Evie: We will free London from Starrick. You have my word.
• Jacob: And my Rooks!
• Henry: Miss Frye, your passion is inspiring. Come. Let us return to my shop, and I can bring you up to date on the rest.

The Assassins leapt into a hay cart below, from where they walked down the sidewalk.

• Henry: Keep quiet, Kaylock's looking for me.
• Evie: Who's Kaylock?
• Henry: One of Starrick's gang leaders.
• Jacob: Why does he want you?
• Henry: He's after some of my more arcane research into one of the Precursor artifacts.
• Evie: ...The Piece of Eden.
• Jacob: So tell me about these "Blighters".
• Henry: In search of an army, Starrick gathered up the nastiest of the the Underworld. Some of the city's gangs tried to prevent it - and were slaughtered for their efforts. Now, only Whitechapel's Clinkers remain opposed. But they're no match for the Blighters.
• Jacob: Well, let's shine these Clinkers up then, shall we? They're just the sort we're looking for!
• Evie: You can't be serious.
• Jacob: Evie, they're ready to fight and oppose the Blighters. This is my chance to step in! Look out, London, here come the Rooks!

As they reached a corner, Jacob ran into a man in the process of reading, causing the latter to drop his writings.

• Dickens: Confound this city, no one looks where they're going!
• Jacob: Yes, I've noticed that.

As the man picked up his writings, Evie helped him.

• Dickens: Bloody Drood! I'll never finish it at this rate!

The man looked up as some of his writings were taken by the wind.

• Dickens: Only providence knows where those words are headed now. Well, I must get to work replacing them. Should you ever be in the mood for a tale or two, you can always find me where the ale is warm and tempers are hot! Ta-ta!

The man entered a tavern.

• Jacob: What an odd man.
• Henry: That, Mister Frye, was Charles Dickens. Knows everyone and everything in the city. If I were you, I would keep that connection in your back pocket.

A Blighter sent a subordinate to the gang headquarters to report Henry's presence.

• Henry: Kaylock's gang is nearby. They must not follow me back to my shop.
• Evie: We'll take care of it.

Henry gave both Jacob and Evie a revolver.

• Henry: Here. You might be able to use this.
• Jacob: Oh, God, I hope so.
• Henry: My carriage is nearby. Make use of it to throw them off my trail. I will meet you at the curio shop.

As Henry left, Jacob and Evie commandeered the carriage.

• Jacob: We need to lead them away from Green.

Jacob fired his revolver into the air, drawing the Blighters' carriages towards them.

• Jacob: Here comes trouble!
• Evie: Their carriages are easily damaged! Kaylock will rue the day...
• Blighters: That's the fella!
  Get 'im!

Ramming into the carriages, Jacob and Evie eliminated the Blighters.

• Jacob: They've gone.
• Evie: Now to return to Mister Green.
• Jacob: Aye, aye, Captain!
• Evie: You're relentless!
• Jacob: That relentlessness will see me become Master when we finish this.
• Evie: George would do nothing of the sort. Whatever's left of the Creed would perish under your control.
• Jacob: Harsh words, dear sister.
• Evie: I do hope Mister Green made it back safely.
• Jacob: Don't tell me you fancy the bloke already.
• Evie: And what do you suggest if our number one source of information turns up dead?
• Jacob: Starrick can't be that hard to find. I say we turn the carriage 'round and go find him!
• Evie: This is why you aren't in charge.

They reached Henry's shop.

• Henry: Did you give them the slip?
• Jacob: We gave them more than that.

Evie noticed drawings of various individuals.

• Evie: Who are all these people?
• Henry: Over the years, I have established a number of connections across the city.
• Evie: Splendid! We'll need focused aid-
• Jacob: Focused aid? Pf. We take over Starrick's gangs, we cripple his control.
• Evie: You're not aiming high enough. Starrick has influence in every branch of society, we need to match him.
• Jacob: I see what you're saying, Evie. We need the Rooks.
• Evie: You are not starting a gang called the Rooks.
• Henry: I believe I may have an idea of my own. You will need the police to turn a blind eye to our activities. My ally in the force, Sergeant Abberline. I've heard he's a master of disguise. Next up - urchins.
• Jacob: Urchins?
• Henry: Urchins. Children make for excellent spies.
• Evie: Clara O'Dea...
• Henry: Smart as a whip, that one. Finally, you would be wise to remember that Starrick never acts alone. There are gang leaders in every borough. You'll meet them soon enough, no doubt. Rexford Kaylock, known for his ability to vanish before your very eyes.
• Jacob: Shall we make him vanish for real?
• Evie: I suppose.

Henry gave Evie a drawing of a Templar.

• Henry: Hm, a Templar target you might want to look into. Be cautious. It's rough out there.
• Jacob: Don't worry about me, Greenie. I can handle a few thugs.

Outcome

Jacob and Evie met with Henry Green. Together, they laid out a preliminary plan to weaken the Templars' grip on London.

Reference

• Assassin's Creed: Syndicate

Playing Politics was a virtual representation of one of Jacob Frye's genetic memories, relived through the Helix Navigator.

Description

Having discovered a Templar plot to assassinate Prime Minister Benjamin Disraeli, Jacob set out to discover the identity of the man behind, who was only known as "B".

Dialogue

Jacob infiltrated the Sinopean Club.

• Jacob: All right, "B", who are you and what's your game?

Jacob spied on Disraeli at the club.

• Jacob: Well, if it isn't my dear old chum, Mr. Disraeli. Now, Prime Minister, which of your friends is about to stab you in the back?
• Disraeli: The Corrupt Practices Bill is a vital step in reforming our government. If the majority party is allowed to dictate the results of contested elections, we can scarcely call ourselves free.
• Gladstone: If we yield up our rights bit by bit to the courts, we can scarcely call ourselves free, sir.
• Disraeli: This is so like you, Gladstone! You would rather throw your body upon the gears of progress than surrender one iota of power!
• Gladstone: By God, Disraeli, you are a fool! I'll not stand idly by and watch you drag Parliamentary privilege through the muck!
• Disraeli: No, certainly not! You'd rather return us to the yoke of tyranny? Perhaps while we're at it, Mister Gladstone, we could repeal Magna Carta and return the crown to the bloody Stuarts!
• Gladstone: How dare you, sir! Merely because I do not wish to see government placed in the hands of judges, you would make these slanderous accusations? I'll not stand for it!
• Disraeli: Then I shall obviate the requirement. Good evening, sir.

A spy tailed Disraeli as the latter left the club.

• Jacob: "B", I presume?

Jacob chased after the spy and tackled him.

• Jacob: Pleasure to meet you, "B".
• Herbert: "B"? My name's Herbert!
• Jacob: Then why are you following the Prime Minister?
• Herbert:It's just a job, sir. Some old bloke paid me to-

The spy was shot through the head, and Jacob saw a sniper atop a church.

• Jacob: Smug bastard.

Jacob chased after the sniper, dodging her shots along the way.

• Sniper: Yappy bastard!
  Mopsy bugger!

Jacob caught up with the sniper at the edge of a rooftop.

• Sniper: Shite!

Knocking her unconscious after a fight, Jacob held the sniper over the edge of the rooftop and woke her up.

• Sniper: Bloody hell! Where'd you come from?
• Jacob: Well, I was born in Crawley, but that's by the by. Who are you working for?
• Sniper: I-I never got his name. Old chap. Big moustache. Wore some kind of uniform. Hussars, maybe.
• Jacob: What's his game?
• Sniper: Please, he'll kill me.
• Jacob: And a three-storey drop will shatter your legs and send you to the workhouse, difference is, you can run from him.
• Sniper: Tomorrow! My lads are going to attack the Prime Minister's carriage on the way to Parliament.

Jacob unhanded the sniper, who ran off.

• Jacob: Perfect.

Outcome

Jacob learned that a group of hired thugs would attack Disraeli as he prepared to leave for Parliament the following morning.

Reference

• Assassin's Creed: Syndicate