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Post by DMis on Nov 11, 2015 23:01:57 GMT -5
"I did. After you showed me your emblem," she offered. "So Sir Auditore, What does your group do and what do they stand for?"
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Post by ShadesofGrey18 on Nov 11, 2015 23:44:40 GMT -5
Ezio nodded, stepping forward. "We... are, in a sense, defenders of the right of others to make their own decisions. We stand against another ancient order who believes the best way for the world to thrive is by controlling its progress."
The man folded his arms. "Where we can, we speak things through. Where that fails, we fight when necessary."
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Post by ryocker on Nov 12, 2015 1:27:21 GMT -5
Knuckles nodded. "So far though, things have been pretty quiet around here."
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Post by DMis on Nov 12, 2015 1:35:30 GMT -5
Dryade calmly nodded. "Sounds like the Dominion in it's infancy. Your opponents I mean," she offered.
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Post by ShadesofGrey18 on Nov 12, 2015 10:55:15 GMT -5
"I must admit that I do not know what the 'Dominion' is, but the name would imply something rather unpleasant." Ezio nodded. "The order that Knuckles and I are a part of have opposed the Templars for many years. Though... this area here, this Island... it is new ground for both groups. They are mobilizing, but so are we."
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Post by ryocker on Nov 12, 2015 23:03:05 GMT -5
"Which means the Dominion and our foes might be teaming up to gain men and ground," Knuckles offered. "And if these dominion guys have tech anywhere near the level you have, then this might end up going south if we can't stop them."
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Post by DMis on Nov 12, 2015 23:27:18 GMT -5
Dryade sighed as she looked around. "I pray it doesn't come to that," she offered to the pair. "Sabotaging your enemies, The Templars if I heard Sir Auditore correctly, is always an option. And I'm rather good at that and making weapons. I made the pair I'm using."
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Post by ShadesofGrey18 on Nov 16, 2015 21:58:51 GMT -5
"Hmm." Ezio nodded. Knuckles definitely had a point, and... well, they did need someone to make weapons. "...I do have some blueprints... would you be willing to lend your strength to our cause, Dryade?" He certainly couldn't turn down someone with that kind of experience; they had a similar common enemy as well. It seemed like the natural thing to do.
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Post by ryocker on Nov 18, 2015 0:05:10 GMT -5
Knuckles just watched, keeping himself quiet and listening.
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Post by DMis on Nov 18, 2015 0:11:55 GMT -5
Dryade nodded. "I would be honored to help your cause. And may I see these schematics for your weapon?" she asked as her blades retracted again.
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Post by ShadesofGrey18 on Nov 18, 2015 10:16:39 GMT -5
Ezio nodded, then offered his hand to Dryade. "It would be my pleasure. Thank you for lending us your strength." The man gave her a smile. "And yes. I have the weapon schematics in our base."
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Post by ryocker on Nov 18, 2015 23:53:06 GMT -5
Knuckles gave a quick smile, heading toward the base. "This way," he offered, leading them to a door that lead toward the store-room.
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Post by DMis on Nov 18, 2015 23:55:03 GMT -5
Dryade nodded and shook Ezio's hand. "So just words get me in? Not initiation?" she asked.
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Post by ShadesofGrey18 on Nov 20, 2015 1:02:59 GMT -5
Ezio shook his head as they went inside, heading down towards their temporary headquarters. "Not exactly. In our order, new recruits start as Assassins, then rise in the ranks through missions and other actions until you are a full-fledged Assassin. At that point, we have a ceremony to affirm the promotion. A long time ago, it was that one could only be born into the organization, but that is no longer the case."
As they arrived in the somewhat sparsely-decorated base, Ezio sat down on a bench, getting a furled roll of paper out. On it showed a rather antiquated (by Dryade's standard anyway) schematic for a bracer with a blade beneath the ring finger, capable of retracting. "The Hidden Blade... this weapon was designed by one of the great Mentors of our Order many years ago, in its current form."
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Post by ryocker on Nov 21, 2015 2:08:47 GMT -5
Knuckles eyed it, rubbing around the spikes on his fists as he kept himself quiet.
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