Post by Mugiwara Kōkogaku on Jul 30, 2016 15:48:56 GMT -5
Brest, France, 1792
The harbor to the south was still, quiet as your feet took you to the meeting place. The letter inviting you to a meeting was sitting heavy in your pocket, reminding you of the groups strength easily. Even though you had been the one to contact them.
Three people appeared before you as you turned a corner, one of them standing straight as the others sat against boxes that were to be shipped out tomorrow. Fear raced through you, but you swallowed it down as blue, grey, and yellow eyes were turned to you.
"Ah yes... The man/woman of the hour," the voice was soft but echoed easily, making you shiver. "You're going to choose your side, correct?"
You nod slowly, stuffing your hands down into your pockets as you chew on your bottom lip.
But now you have to say your choice.
Assassin, or Templar?
---
The harbor to the south was still, quiet as your feet took you to the meeting place. The letter inviting you to a meeting was sitting heavy in your pocket, reminding you of the groups strength easily. Even though you had been the one to contact them.
Three people appeared before you as you turned a corner, one of them standing straight as the others sat against boxes that were to be shipped out tomorrow. Fear raced through you, but you swallowed it down as blue, grey, and yellow eyes were turned to you.
"Ah yes... The man/woman of the hour," the voice was soft but echoed easily, making you shiver. "You're going to choose your side, correct?"
You nod slowly, stuffing your hands down into your pockets as you chew on your bottom lip.
But now you have to say your choice.
Assassin, or Templar?
---
