User:Bovkaffe/Sandbox2
Heralds
Italy
This killer stains the very stone of our city with his presence! Surely, God will be displeased with us, should we fail to strike him down!
Constantinople
It is the duty of all loyal citizens to collaborate with the stewards of Byzantium, to bring them to a swift end!
There is a vile, infernal Assassin plague walking among us! Terror spreas throughout the city! The terror of madness and death!
Do not be deceived by these voices seeking to justify their acts! They are nothing but cold killers, reveling only in death!
Leonardo conversations
- Leonardo: Back for more designs, again?
- Leonardo: Bene. I will return shortly.
Wait here. I will be back soon.
Leonardo produced a second Hidden Blade for Ezio.
- Ezio: I can kill double the guards.
Leonardo produced a climb leap glove for Ezio.
- Ezio: Now nothing will be out of my reach.
Leonardo produced a poison dart launcher for Ezio.
- Ezio: Just a small sting, and my enemies will fall.
- Leonardo: If you decide to buy something, look for the chalk outline on benches.
The Banker
- Leonardo: Ezio! I just hear the most wonderful news. Cesare's banker has been killed. It seems Cesare's battle funds are in shambles.
- Ezio: What a surprise.
- Leonardo: You did not have anything to do with this, did you?
- Ezio: Do you really want to know?
- Leonardo: On second thought, let's stick with the inventions.
Baron de Valois
- Leonardo: Ezio. The French are pulling out of Roma! The Baron Valois was found murdered within his own camp.
- Ezio: Could it have been an Assassin?
- Leonardo: There are rumors which favor such a theory.
- Ezio: Never listen to gossip, Leonardo. It could get you into trouble.
- Leonardo: Good advice.
Pietro
- Leonardo: Strange news, Ezio. Did you hear Pietro, Lucrezia's lover, fled the city after being poisoned by Micheletto at the Colosseum passion play?
- Ezio: No. But... was he saved by a hooded man?
- Leonardo: You daring figlio d'un cane (son of a bitch).
- Ezio: Shhh. I heard nothing, remember?
Papal turmoil
- Leonardo: Ezio. The papal apartments are in turmoil. Cesare is ill and the Pope, dead. It was your doing, was it not?
- Ezio: Leonardo, I swear to you, he did not die by my hand.
- Leonardo: This world gets stranger every day. I shall have to focus on my painting. I work on the small portrait of a woman. I am growing rather fond of it.
- Ezio: Do not let a beautiful girl distract you from constructing my designs.
- Leonardo: Have no worries. Women provide little distraction.
Leonardo put his hand on Ezio's back.
- Ezio: Wait, I don't get it.
Embarassed, Leonardo took his hand away.
Guards
1750s
Crime under control and not a Frenchman in sight.
AC Origins memories
The Scarab's Sting was a virtual representation of one of Bayek's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan through the Portable Animus HR-8.
Description
Bayek traveled to Sais to track down the Masked One known as the Scarab. First, he had to speak with the local informant, Harkhuf.
Dialogue
Bayek approached a worker at the Sais brewery.
- Bayek: I seek the master brewer, Harkhuf.
- Brewer: I have no time. Speak to one of my overseers, if you must.
- Bayek: You misunderstand. I am a Medjay. Apollodorus sent me.
- Brewer: Apollodorus! Of course.
- Bayek: He sent me for the Scarab, the shadow that darkens Sais.
- Brewer: Shh! Please! That is an evil name to speak aloud! Apollodorus knows the people are suffering. In my position, many confide in me. Trade is strangled, the soldiers run rampant and the weight of Ptolemy's taxation crushes the breath from us.
Having revealed his identity as Harkhuf, the brewer led Bayek to his home.
- Harkhuf: Come with me. Let us retire where we have a roof overhead.
There are many terrible stories about the Scarab, I am sure Apollodorus told you. Tales of mutilations, disappearances and folk buried in the desert and left to die.
Bayek saw a vision of a man buried to his neck in the desert sand as the Scarab tauntingly emptied a cup of water.
- Harkhuf: A horrendous fate. Trapped in the shimmering sand. Your mind and body pounded by the remorseless sun. Waiting for the final release into the Duat. But these are only stories. There are real villains in Sais... but the Scarab? If he exists, it is not safe to speak of him.
Harkhuf pushed a vase, revealing a hole in the wall of his house leading into a secret room with intelligence on the Scarab. Bayek read several scrolls and letters.
- Story of the Scarab: H - you know I share your concerns about Sefetu, but I believe a greater force directs him. This is the Scarab. Perhaps a mix of myth and rumor, but I think he exists. I think he controls some of the Pharaoh's soldiers, through fear or greed. That is why I was tortured, when I discovered a rich payment to one of the captains. They nearly killed me - I would have died after they mutilated me - if they had not thrown me onto the road where Taharqa found me and brought me home.
- Disappearance in the Night: Two men disappeared in the night last year. They were known in Alexandria as powerful proponents of Cleopatra. Their families were in Sais, but have since fled.
- Bayek: The investigations of Harkhuf's agents, concerns of the people. Sais is no different than Siwa.
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Pompeius Magnus was a virtual representation of one of Aya's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan through the Portable Animus HR-8.
Description
Aya took command of a trireme to meet with the Roman general Pompey, hoping to turn him to Cleopatra's side.
Dialogue
The captain of the trireme played a board game with a crew member.
- Crew member 1: Hahahaha! Just like the Battle of Salamis, Captain! I have you trapped! Hahahaha!
The captain moved a piece.
- Phoxidas: Here comes Themistocles. And that is the game!
The captain won the game, disappointing the crew member. Meanwhile, Damastes held up a gold circlet.
- Damastes: (Shit!) Phoxidas, why are we delivering all this treasure? We could retire to Lesbos with this amount of gold!
Aya fired an arrow at the circlet, lodging it in the mast.
- Phoxidas: What say you, desert rat?
- Aya: If that chest doesn't make it to Pompey, this ship won't, either. We crawl through Hades to deliver it if we must.
Aya took back the circlet.
- Phoxidas: Fair enough. Back to work, you slack vlakos (bumpkins)! Damastes, my trusted shield boy, get to it! Eh? We've been hired to bribe Pompey, to save a queen and to win a kingdom. The usual fare for us mercenaries, eh?
- Aya: Strike oars!
- Phoxidas: Steady, now. Rocks and rubble ahead.
- Aya: I'm not blind. I see the skerries.
- Phoxidas: Your third voyage, and already you bark like a command crew.
- Aya: Ha, I enjoy watching spittle get caught in your beard, Phoxidas.
- Phoxidas: Let's not be thrown into the sea. That's no death for such a hero as me!
- Aya: A real hero could swim to save himself. I see them, I'll not be sucked through a scupper for nothing.
- Phoxidas: Now you are just trying to impress me...
Sails on the horizon, there! Those colors are not from Rome. What mess has this poxy Queen dragged us into? - Aya: Ptolemy's ship. Sent by the Order of Ancients, no doubt.
- Phoxidas: What business do they have with Pompey?
- Aya: Pompey's armies will give Cleopatra the throne. They mean to prevent the alliance before it happens. We must hurry!
- Phoxidas: Poseidon's piss! The air is already choked with smoke. The seas will steam near the volcano. We should keep our distance if we don't want to burn.
- Aya: Is that Methana? She hasn't burst for hundreds of years.
- Phoxidas: Wouldn't surprise me if she burst now for us. Let loose a storm of sea dragons alongside her.
- Aya: You don't believe in that nonsense, do you, Phoxidas? Come on, now!
They were approached by Ptolemy's ships.
- Aya: Ready yourselves! Let's show these traitors they chose the wrong pharaoh!
- Phoxidas: A rain of fire! Order the shields!
I see ships bearing down fast!
We've got these malaka (assholes)! Target their rear wings. They're full of oil! They'll burn like camel shit!
Call for ramming speed! Gut them like fish! Alalaaa!
They sunk the ships.
- Aya: Hah! That's the last of them down!
- Phoxidas: Yet still no sign of your faithless Roman.
- Aya: Be careful with your jibes, Captain. Pompey is a needed ally, and no mean general. We didn't sail all this way just to offend him with insults.
- Phoxidas: I am who I am. I do not change for kings or queens. I left my wife and kids behind for the same reason. No one sane accepts me.
- Crew member 2: I accept you! We accept you. Alalaaa!
- Phoxidas: These hundred nautai (sailors) is enough acceptance for me. It's hard to say goodbye to those who don't accept us, but it is also the only way.
- Aya: Is it? Pompey will be at the appointed place, off Thera's coast. Sail on!
There, I see him! Pompey sails north. - Phoxidas: Don't rush! There may be patrols ahead.
- Aya: Are you ordering me away from a fight?
- Phoxidas: Hades' shit, woman, of course not! But I am not keen to die protecting a Roman, especially one who can afford his own protection. You know, you really should join this trireme. You'd fit right in.
Firebombs ready! Call for them when we pull near!
They fought the ships attacking Pompey's octareme.
- Aya: Pompey is taking heavy fire! We must stop them!
- Phoxidas: Keep at the poxy bastards! We'll break them, or take them down with us!
One more remains! That was brave work. There might be more to you than royal courtesies. - Aya: Mind your tongue, old man! Or you'll discover I'm better at swordplay than sailing.
They sank the last ship.
- Aya: They're going down!
- Phoxidas: And that's the game! Well fought. Now let's find this metrokoites (motherfucker). I've never met a Roman general face to face before. Don't worry, Aya, I'll be on my best behavior.