The Jacobin Club
The Jacobin Club was a virtual representation of one of Arno Dorian's genetic memories, relived by a Helix initiate through the Helix Navigator.
Description
Having assassinated Lafrenière, Arno returned to an unwitting Assassin Council.
Dialogue
- Trenet: Four hundred armed noblemen, Honoré! If it weren't for General Lafayette-
- Mirabeau: Enough, enough! The room is fogged with your bluster! All hot air and no action. Yet here's a man with good news, I think. Arno, what did you learn from the silversmith?
Arno placed one of Germain's pins on the table for Bellec to inspect.
- Bellec: Poison. They're catching up.
- Arno: Germain made that pin, and others like it, for a man named Lafrenière.
- Mirabeau: Are you sure?
- Arno: Certain.
- Mirabeau: Grand Master de la Serre spoke highly of his loyalty. Hm, very well. I suppose the course is clear, Arno. Find (Mister) Lafrenière-
- Arno: I have done so already, (Mister). He is no threat.
- Bellec: What are saying, pisspot?
- Arno: I had a lead on Lafrenière. I followed it, and I killed him.
- Quemar: Unthinkable!
- Bellec: What the hell were you thinking?
- Trenet: I've never heard of such phenomenal hubris!
- Beylier: How dare you defy the Creed?
- Trenet: The arrogance of it is just astounding!
- Quemar: Bloody-handed murder!
- Beylier: What gives you the right?
- Bellec: The next time you circumvent the Council, I'll rip you a new arsehole!
Mirabeau interrupted and silenced the Council.
- Mirabeau: While this Council admires your zeal, it is not your place to choose your own targets. You should have reported your findings to us.
- Arno: Forgive me, Mentor. I believed I had found the man who ordered (Mister) de la Serre's murder. When I discovered further evidence that suggested he was about to strike at the Brotherhood in force, I took action.
- Quemar: Believed? Suggested?
- Arno: I am... no longer certain of Lafrenière's motivations. In his memories, I saw him writing the letter that would have warned (Mister) de la Serre of his betrayal. When he spoke of his impending attack, he mentioned a club in the Marais - not one of our safehouses.
- Mirabeau: What do you make of this?
- Arno: I cannot say. I would like to investigate further.
- Beylier: I don't like this. The boy is a gifted Assassin, but I fear he is obsessed with a private vendetta. Let another follow this lead.
- Arno: We don't have time! Whatever Lafrenière was planning, it happens tonight!
- Mirabeau: He did ask permission this time, Guillaume.
Beylier groaned skeptically.
- Mirabeau: Go then. See what you can learn. But no more rash action, hmm?
- Arno: Yes, Mentor.
Arno reached the Hotel de Beauvais.
- Arno: This is the place. What was Lafrenière so interested in?
Arno saw a prisoner being escorted into the club.
- Rouille: Get him upstairs. Quickly.
He then noticed Aloys la Touche entering the club.
- Arno: La Touche, old friend. You do get about, don't you?
Arno tailed la Touche in the club.
- Guard 1: What's going on in the back room?
- Guard 2: Dunno. And if you're smart, you'll let it lie.
- Guard 1: What's that supposed to mean?
- Guard 2: Just that some folk don't like other people prying into their affairs. Savvy?
As Maximilien de Robespierre spoke to the club members, la Touche met with his fellow Templars.
- Guest 1: How late you think they'll go tonight?
- Guest 2: Lord knows. Get these politicians talking and they never shut up.
- Guest 1: I guess I'd better put some coffee on then.
- Lévesque: How much longer must we wait? I do have other business to attend to.
- La Touche: Just a little longer. The Grand Master wants the politicos thinned out before we begin.
- Le Peletier: I trust we'll finally learn the meaning behind our recent... activities?
- La Touche: All will be made clear.
- Lévesque: I don't like it. The plan is still too vulnerable - and let's not forget Lafrenière is still out there somewhere, waiting to burn us all at the stake.
- La Touche: So, you haven't heard then?
- Lévesque: Heard what?
- La Touche: Lafrenière is dead. Hours ago, in fact. Assassins.
- Le Peletier: That seems... convenient.
- La Touche: Ah. That's the thing about Assassins. Point them at a Templar conspiracy and they ask no questions. They go right for the killing. Predictable that way.
The Templars laughed.
- La Touche: Come, we'll fetch the Captain and get started.
Arno tailed la Touche to the interrogation of the prisoner.
- Rouille: Come on, speak up!
I need an answer, friend.
It's a simple question. Just tell me what I want to know.
Tick tock, mate.
No need to make this any harder, eh? - La Touche: Have you finished?
- Rouille: Near enough. Now, here's the thing. I can go on like this all day. But you... You've got an hour left in you. Two at the most. Half if I bring out the sharp bits. So why not skip the endgame and go directly to mate? Tell me where it is and all this can be over.
- Prisoner: Luxembourg....
- Rouille: What was that?
- Prisoner: Palais du Luxembourg.
- Rouille: You are a smart man.
- La Touche: Rouille? Clean up your mess. It's time.
- Rouille: Be right there.
Signalling his men, Rouille had the dying prisoner thrown out of the window.
- Rouille: You heard the weasel, boys.
Arno tailed la Touche and Rouille to the meeting.
- La Touche: Did you really throw him out the window?
- Rouille: Trash belongs in the gutter.
- La Touche: Sloppy. Someone might have seen.
- Rouille: Who? My boys are watching the whole place. They'll deal with any good Samaritans.
- La Touche: They'd better. The Grand Master won't be happy if the whole plan comes unraveled because of one dead peon.
The meeting began.
- Rouille: You were right. King Louis has been talking to all sorts he shouldn't have. Plotting against the [[French Revolution|Revolution] out of one side of his mouth while he promises to support the Constitution out the other.
- Germain: Good. I trust you can get this information into the proper hands, Monsieur le Peletier?
- Le Peletier: Of course, Grand Master. With this evidence in hand, the King's conviction is certain.
- Germain: You've done well, Captain. Marie?
- Lévesque: The price of grain is higher than ever, Grand Master. Our agents are in place to divert the shipments to our docks. They await only your command.
- Germain: Good... Starve them. Through famine and fury they will see their false masters for what they are... But do it gradually.
- Lévesque: What you're asking will take at least a year, Grand Master. If not two.
Hiding in a storage room, Arno listened in on the meeting.
- Germain: The Great Work requires patience, my friend. If Paris must suffer a while longer so the world might be remade, then so be it.
- Rouille: Why not just kill him and be done with it? One of my boys, a knife, a dark hallway... easy peasy.
- Germain: We want a condemned man, Captain, not a martyr. Have patience.
- Le Peletier: Respectfully, Grand Master, patience is all well and fine, but the longer we wait, the greater the chance of discovery.
- La Touche: The Assassins already found Sivert and le Roi des Thunes.
- Germain: Sivert and le Roi already served their purpose. Their destruction, while inconvenient, is no obstacle. And the Assassins have already proved useful when properly led.
- Rouille: What about the de la Serre brat? She could be dangerous if she manages to rally the old guard.
- Germain: That situation will be resolved.
- Lévesque: How so?
- Germain: Mademoiselle de la Serre will soon be on her way to l'Hotel Voysin, eager to speak with Monsieur Lafrenière. Sadly, Monsieur Lafrenière has nothing left to say.
- Arno: Élise...
Arno began to make his escape from the club.
- Rouille: Clever, Grand Master. But you've had your brush with the Assassins as well. Respectfully, you won't always be so lucky.
- Germain: Quite right. I shall leave the execution of our work to you good ladies and gentlemen. For my part I will retire to the Sanctuary and await the final phase. Will that satisfy you Captain?
- Rouille: I'll see the watch tripled.
- Germain: Very well. May the Father of Understanding guide you.
The guards noted Arno's presence.
- Guards: Stop him! He's a royalist spy!
Find the spy!
Don't let the spy escape!
The spy's still here!
Catch him!
Watch the exits! The spy will be making a run for it!
Seems we have a spy, boys!
No spy's escaping on my watch!
With Robespierre's speech over, the guests discussed it.
- Guest 3: Lovely speech.
- Guest 4: Quite. The man's a visionary.
- Guest 5: Abolish the death penalty? Next he'll be saying we should do away with branding!
- Guest 6: Perhaps we should start sending criminals off to the tropics, like the British.
- Guest 5: Hah!
- Guest 6: That will turn some heads at the Assembly.
- Guest 5: If Mirabeau will actually yield the floor.
- Guest 6: True enough.
Arno escaped the club.
Outcome
Although initially scolded for his assassination of Lafrenière, Arno was allowed to continue his investigation. By eavesdropping on a Templar meeting, he learned of a planned ambush on Élise.