Assassin’s Creed Roleplay
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Public / Group
Stay your blade from the flesh of an innocent, Hide in plain sight, Never compromise the Brotherhood. This rp takes place around the time of the Colonial Era (1625) in the New World. All characters are non-cannon and you may wish to sign the rules to assure your spot. You may not start as an assassin unless you ask to do so. The master of the assassins has been named. Be careful and have fun. Nothing is true, Everything is permitted.
the RP
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-Vic didn’t see the daggers coming and felt her cloth get pinned to the wall. She struggled to move but then heard the man threatening her and smirked, “Well aren’t you the fine one! At least you have the gall to flirt with me before ya rape!” She then managed a slight giggle before saying, “I just wanted out of that town of bloody idiots so I hopped on the biggest ship I could find while a huge fight went on. I got crushed under a crate of apples and two men tried to rape me so I gutted them. You satisfied?” She was looking him over. She didn’t even seem to want to look at the captain, hoping her explanation was enough for the man before her but she added, “Five days sounds hot…”-
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-Virgil turned bright red never being spoken to like this before surprised him so he pulled the two daggers that bound her and he walked back up the path”you can join the crew or swim somewhere else, the choice is yours”. He was trying to make the blush fade from his face as he reached the door sitting back down and cleaning the blade once more. He handed his list to Dante of five names”these people are to be killed, one of them is innocent you must decide who the person is and spare them as they could be a potential ally but all of these men are in the same position, they all work in metal working and hold position with the government one of them is a fresh Templar if you let him go you mise well hang yourself and not return, you can take any men you wish to help you reach the city but you are to do this alone take any weapons you see fit”. He unstrapped his wrist blade and handed it to the man”but the templar must be stabbed with this so the enemy know who stuck this blow, killing him with any other weapon is fine but stab him anyway, you are dismissed”.
Virgil walked out the back and climbed down the rock face till he was close to the water and washed himself from the dirt and grime of the day.-
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Looked to the woman and shook his head as he walked up the path and listened to his words and nodded it finally was sinking in. He took the blade fastened it to his wrist and then took his hammers and put them to his waist but he stopped and walked into that room staring at the chest then walked over and opened a secret door he had installed himself it took him months to get it working right and pulled out a set of brown robes and put them on the hood came down it made him look like a buff monk but a monk none the less and walked past him his hammer wasn’t even visible at this point in time. He took none of his men and took a small ship and sailed out on his own. He took and joined up with a passing ship acting like he was derelict to get passage to the city he was going to.
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-Vic smirked as she was let loose and then checked her cloth and her leather armor. She gave a healthy sigh when he walked away. That was a tough choice. Then she saw the muscle man follow him. She stayed outside, not sure what to do, seeing the compliment man go down to the water and the buff guy in a shitty robe heading out on a dinghy. She shrugged and figured why shouldn’t she just join the crew. She took one of the loaves out from her shirt and nibbled on it, then realized, she was in front of men. She placed it back into her shirt and saw some hand holds in the face of the rocks around the area. She lifted her body up through the walls and made herself comfy once she got up to the innocence sign. She was used to climbing and she had enough energy to make it. She then took out the loaf again, not even noticing the words and started to nibble on the bread.-
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-Virgil finished cleaning up and walked back to his chest and pulled out two more wrist blades that he fitted to his wrists and made sure the blade came out easily while he adjusted uniform and finally placed his jacket back on pulled the hood up to cover his features. He then began to wander out of the cove pointing to two of Dante’s men”follow me and maybe you’ll earn those coins you took”. The men looked at each other and followed after Virgil and he picked up the hammer of there captain feeling its weight made him slow so he handed it to one of the men”your going to need that”. The men looked very scared knowing even with the hammer they were no match for the assassin. They began to drag the hammer behind them as they followed the tall male out of the cave.
Virgil made sure there were no boats at sea as he walked along the island happy to have his hood up blocking out the sun he smirked hearing the hammer be dragged behind them”I bet if you men really learned to swing that hammer like men, your captain would make you high officials in whats to come”. They take turns dragging it to help get stronger until they reached the back of the island inside a well tree jungle”I want you men and any others you can get to help to build a two level home with a basement and once its done you both will begin your training like your captain, this is to get your muscles stronger for things that will test you greatly, You can use any tools you wish so return that hammer to where I found it, yes back in the cave”
Virgil walked around the island enjoying the sight of the sea, this will be a major trading post of the new world if he had his say and he knew he would, this will be much work for now but it will come to bring much fortune to these pirates along with the ability to become true warriors with the responsibility of the world resting on them to carry on everything that I teach them as I myself was taught “Stay your blade from the flesh of an innocent, Hide in plain sight, Never compromise the Brotherhood,Nothing is true, Everything is permitted”. One of the men was standing behind Virgil as he spoke this one of the younger crew men”that is your creed sir, its inspirational and I would like to learn it myself”. Virgil nodded”go to work and will talk when your captain returns, if anyone bothers you tell them your under my eyes from now on”.-
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Dante’s long boat floated for what seemed like ever tell a ship came passing by as he waved his arm and he saw the sails get pulled to slow them as a rope was tossed out. He caught the rope and pulled himself and the boat up to the ship and climbed up and bargained passage as a wondering monk that had gotten lost at sea. They traveled to the destination that he had been sent to and told them to go with the grace of god and climbed out of the ship and into the city with a soft smile his head was bowed and he moved with purpose. His first target was easily spotted guarding the docks but he saw the man giving coins to a child and then saw him give a few more and told him to go take care of his mother and stood up. He wore the markings of the Templar but did not act like them as he had seen so many others. Making note of this as he moved through the city he watched the people and listened to the chatter as he hunted his pray. A man that had seen him once before caught a glimpse but when he turned to look Dante had seemingly disappeared into the crowed and was moving away sifting through the group of people quickly but not enough to disturb them and make it seem like he was swimming upstream.
Slipping out the other side he hopped a cart then pulled himself to the roof and started to walk along the roof top looking out over the city. He watched the people move and then started to run and leapt from building to building as he saw two of his targets assaulting an old woman telling her that she owed them money. Dante stood on the roof above them and pulled his hammers narrowing his eyes and leapt of the roof dive bombing the two as his hammers came crashing down on the two men’s heads and watched them crumple he then put his hammer away and pulled the coins and handed them to the old woman. “For your trouble Tell no one you saw me and take care.” The woman took the coins and nodded rushing off as quickly as she could. He drug the bodies into a dark ally and used the wrist blade inserting it into the back of their necks and left the men stacked to be found.
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-Vic remained on top of the rock. She finished a fourth of the loaf before tucking it into her shirt once more. She looked down on all sides and thought of something she didn’t think of when she got up there, how in the bloody hell was she going to get down. She looked at the path she took to get up and thought about retracing it back down. She also noted that one of the men that weren’t dead or being used seemed to be heading to the ship. She took out the one full loaf of bread she had and threw it at him. Due to the bread not exactly being fresh anymore, it kind of knocked him out a little bit.
She watched them fall over and yelled out, “BLOODY ‘ELL! SORRY!” She looked at the rock face again again and how she got up and finally slowly scooted herself around, gripping the top of the rock for dear life. She then slipped her foot into one of the letters but it was the ‘O’ in ‘innocent’ so she nearly slipped. She fell down but her fingers caught onto a ledge below that and gripped hard though now her fingers hurt. She yelled out “SHIT!”
She took a deep breath and got a foot hold and continued to slowly inch her way back down the rocks. She ended up getting half way down before she was losing energy but she forced her body to keep hold. She kept looking and feeling for a way down and eventually, made it back to the bottom and collapsed there from exhaustion.-
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-Virgil waited for Dante to return while he listened to the man knock down tree’s to make room for the building that he asked them to construct. He was laying back in the sand on his muscular body could get a tan so that when he returns to the new world he can keep up the image of a well sported noble that no one would expect of his real duties.
Virgil could hear the woman cussing he from out here but he shrugged and closed his eyes listening to the lapping of the waves on his feet and enjoying how this soothed his aching muscles after being tense for so long on the island. He waited for acknowledgement of here he wanted the odds and ends of the building like where the hidden room was to be located that lead to where the assassin meetings would be held of higher members of the order.-
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Dante walked the streets listening to the on goings of the town and soon found another of his targets but was meeting with what looked like a higher ranking member of the order he moved into earshot and slipped into a crowed and listened to the plot that was going on and sighed. Slipping into an ally he waited tell they walked by and he came out putting his hidden blade into the back of his target and turned ripping it out as a hammer came down crushing into the side of the man’s neck then down on his shoulder and he continued to spin and came down bringing the hidden blade down into the noble’s heart. He then quickly shifted back into the ally leaving the bodies to be found and wall jumped form building to building tell he was up on a roof and ducked into a pigeon coop and ducked low waiting as he listened to the guards search for a second then they left it be and he breathed evenly the reason for the blade was for the people to know who killed who and he came out of the coop once it got quite.
“Well he wasn’t on the list but he needed to die for even thinking such things.” He said as he ran the roofs and stopped looking through a grate on one seeing his last target he grinned and lifted the grate and dropped down bringing his foot into the man’s face then stabbed him in the chest and rolled off the bed and ran leaping out the open window and falling into a hay cart. Rolling out of it he slipped into the crowed tell he found a crew that would sail him near the island that was hard to get to and let him off on a long boat. He rowed back to shore and walked in leaving his hood up and walked in and out to the training grounds and saw the woman on the ground. “Hummm” he nudged her with his foot then walked on and traveled tell he found a man. “Where is the master?” he asked the man looked confused then put it together and pointed him towards him. Walking up to him he handed him the list. “All is done + a noble that was going to raise the taxes on the people and kill anyone who questioned the authority of the Templars…Who are these Templars?”
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-Vic stayed laying on the ground until a sudden foot jostled her. She gripped her dagger and wanted to stab but saw it was the buff man and just let it go. She released her grip on the dagger and looked at him with an odd look. He left quickly and she just took a deep breath. She scooted herself back towards the wall and leaned herself against it. Every time one of the men passed her, she’d grip her dagger again. She was out of it but she was aware only in the area of protecting herself.
She finally stood herself up weakly and tried to find a better place to recover, after maybe checking on the guy she knocked out with the loaf of bread. She poked him with her finger and saw he wasn’t waking up just yet. She took the loaf that landed on him and stuffed it into his shirt then walked weakly away to go explore and find a place to rest. She ended up finding her way down to the water and sat with her feet in the water and nothing else.-
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-Virgil had fallen asleep but the way he slept would have not been realized as he had a even breathing like he was awake. He sat up at the man spoke and after he realized what he was asking he blinked and yawned laying back down in the sand”there are true enemy they will not stop at any means to keep the apple of eden but knowledge of how its used was long forgotten as the manuscripts were sealed by a master of old by the name Ezio Auditore da Firenze”. He stretched back out and he had tribal tattoos all over his bodies they looked as if they were meant to be all one tattoo but some of them looked older then others they were each for every templar he had ever killed most of them being low class hunters but he had a purple tribal X over his heart from when he killed a high lord five years ago”.
He sat up”this man who was going to raise the taxes, did he wear a red robe and have a gold cross on the back of such, if so he was a duke under a man ive been hunting and most likely we need to make are training faster”.-
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He looked to Virgil and merely nodded as he stared at the water. “He was going to slaughter the innocent for his own amusement I cannot stand idly by as he did so I made sure he couldn’t” Thinking on the part about expanding their training he took a breath and looked to him. “We do have that woman who snuck her way in here. She could be useful if we could get her to trust us is there anything we need to make for this?” he asked. Then looked out into the forest. “What is going on in there This island is uninhabited.” Taking a deep breath. He looked out to the ocean again. “So I have a purpose now?” he asked as if he needed one that he had just been existing for far to long. “ I have crafted everything in my families journal to master perfection.”
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-Vic stayed near the water and felt herself feel a lot less exhausted. She made her way back up then decided to try and climb back up on top of the rock again. She made her way back up easily and took out her partial loaf and nibbled on it again. She looked down and around as she looked at the men below and around her. She ended up taking out the apple and tossing it down at the master assassin. She wanted to see what he’d do and watched carefully. She was trying to find something to do up there really. Also she hoped she wouldn’t knock him out and he could have it as a gift.-
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-Virgil smiled”I have them building a real base for us hidden behind the tree’s so that we can host other assassins in a better fashion”. He watched the apple out of the corner of his eye and caught it in one hand taking a bite from it and began to walk over to check out how far they have come”Yes you have purpose to help this world reach freedom”. He saw that they had many logs laid down and he smiled happy to see it”all you have left to do now is wait till we reach the main land, but your right about that female, we should get her to join us or kill her”.-
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Ethel layed shackled, and completely nude in the rather tightly packed slave ship. Her mistress had tried to get her a better condition, but it was this or waiting a few monthes. And her Father would not have that. Her clothes became unwearable in very short to time, the conditions below the ship rendering them unwearable in rather short time. The stench was horrible. She couldn’t even keep her food down the first few days. But at least she could keep all her waste in a bucket she had to share. It was difficult to pass along but she managed to not have to go where she sat for a little. At least not with defecating. There were sometimes she simply could not control her bladder, she couldnt always ask the other to bother passing the bucket, which was hard to pass because the shackles hindered movement so much. It expended much precious energy.They drank water often when it available because of how humid it was down there. The crew hated being down there because of the smell. She did however convince once of the crew mates to keep her clothes with her things in it, in the corner. Many of the other slaves looked down on her, because she was privileged, and came onto the ship more healthy then all of them. And a bit stronger looking. However, soon that faded, and her ribs showed like everyone else’s. Still she was better off then the rest. At least she still wanted to eat.
Food was not as large a problem as one would think. She an unmoving body being dragged from next to her by twop men. The two men walk with the body and bring it up to the top deck of the ship. There he was placed on a pile, as two men were swinging a lightweight decrepit starved corpse as the men bicker over the deathes. “Ok. 1…..2…..3” The man is hurled off the ship and splashes in the water. There is a body of a child and a man disgusted man shakes his head. A man sighes and picks him up and flings his lightweight body overboard to become shark food. “They’re droppin’ like flies.” A southern accented captain mutters. “I don’t like having to go down there and force them to eat.” A guy mutters. “Shoulda gone with looser packing.” “Shut cher trap.” The captain says. “I prefer to sell in bulk. We ain’t lost to many yet. Just keep makin’ em eat and we’ll be fine.” He looks at the corpses. “Few less mouthes to feed ‘least.” “They aren’t going to be in good condition if we keep em down there. Maybe we can have a few on deck and let em move around a little bit. Make them work themselves out” The captain was new to this and did not like his authority being challenged, getting very defensive. He shoves the man against the edge of the ship. “I ain’t gotta do nothin’. If I bring em up here and loosen them shackles enough for em to move, they’ll jump right off the boat…” Men pulled him off “Oy captm lad meant ya no direspect. Theres no need to throw him overboard.” He pulls off the man and looks at the other man. “It’s bout time for their supper. Get the men out here.”
In the bottom of the ship, it is about time for dinner and Ethel was brought up to the deck with a group freed from shackles and finally able to get some fresh air. The crew winced and wrinkled their nose in disgust at the putrid scent of “below the deck”. sweat, death, fecal matter and urine that inevitably stuck to them all. She looked around and was actually one of the few able to walk well a very far distance. Once everyone got to the deck they sat and waited. Some trying to stay hidden in the crowd. She looked down and the resolve in her was there but was dimmed. She already knew not to look them in the eyes. The strong healthy men stood around with guns. As people were feed through a tube held above the mouth as a sort of gruel was poured inside of it and held above their mouths. They did not like people putting their mouths on it because of how easily disease spreads. Ethel opened her mouth as one of the men came by and let the stuff go down her throat. The man next to her simply sat slumped and forward. He would not hold his head to accept food. And so the man was held down and force fed next to Ethel.
Ethel looked off into the sky blankly, enjoying the fresh crisp salty air of the sea while she could. A few crew members on watch as they sailed their route to boston. Keeping eyes out for pirates. Pirates would very often commandeer slave ships for their speed and large size, which allowed for many cannons to be equipped within. Not only this but pirates would very often absorb some able bodied slaves into their crews. The captain allowed more of the slaves to be brought on deck as people were continued being fed. Ethel simply kept looking rather blankly at the sky and ocean. People eyed her a bit thinking she might jump off…but she liked the sea. Her mind wandered off the boat as she thought of her old life.