User:DeadMenTellNoTales

DeadMenTellNoTales
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Location:	Behind you.
ranking:	Apprentice.
Mentor:	Altaïr.

Al Mualim: Impossible... the student does not defeat the teacher! Altaïr: La shai'a waqi'on motlaq bal kollon momken.

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About me

The Flying One, Son of None.

Ezio: Desmond? I heard your name once before Desmond, a long time ago. And now It lingers in my mind like an image from an old dream. I do not know where you are, or by what means you can hear me. But I know you are listening. (he leaves his weapons) I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon. And here, at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit for a message that eludes my understanding. Who are we, who have been so blessed to share our stories like this? To speak across centuries? Maybe you will answer all the questions I have asked. Maybe you will be the one to make all this suffering worth something in the end. Now... listen...