( feast ) [they came to altaïr so quickly he could not have predicted their attack. no matter how much he fought, he was only able to attack when he arrived. the imps had no chances, no mercy; they were dead before they could open their strange little mouths. thoughtless, yes, but there is a reason for everything and he gave himself no time to think the second the imps released him. he has never seen creatures such as those and allowed his disorientation and alarm to take over.
being ushered to the feast only makes him more tense. he does not want to eat, he only wants more answers. the wine and food is plentiful and even though his stomach rumbles, he pushes his needs aside. food can wait, questions cannot. despite his attire, he blends in to the crowds easily, light on his feet and quick to maneuver around those who are clumsy. he needs to be calm, has been taught to be calm, but anger and confusion grasp at him as he stalks up to the first person he sets eyes on. his tone is biting:]
I demand answers. Where am I? What world is this?
[and how can he find the monarchs and have a nice chat without wanting to kill them at the same time?]
( outside(???) climbing ) [the second he finds himself outside he is scaling the castle of caer scima. there is no time to pause or dawdle; his movements are quiet and precise; he has done this many times before. he chose a fairly secluded area outside, but it wouldn't surprise him to find a few people below him. he's suspicious that there is very little security on the rooftop, and he finds himself pausing every so often to see how far he's come and what's around him. there are no familiar birds, but the species is ...somewhat familiar to what he's used to. the climb is the only thing that feels like home, like what he is supposed to do.
he reaches the top after a while (he settles to rest once or twice), and decides to rest there, overlooking the territory. if he is going to be here for a while, he will need to know it by heart.]
( ooc: or come up with your own adventure!! feel free to find him in the halls or tearing through the library looking for answers that he's ...not finding... BUT seriously i'm open to anything!)
altaïr ibn-la'ahad | assassin's creed | unseelie
[they came to altaïr so quickly he could not have predicted their attack. no matter how much he fought, he was only able to attack when he arrived. the imps had no chances, no mercy; they were dead before they could open their strange little mouths. thoughtless, yes, but there is a reason for everything and he gave himself no time to think the second the imps released him. he has never seen creatures such as those and allowed his disorientation and alarm to take over.
being ushered to the feast only makes him more tense. he does not want to eat, he only wants more answers. the wine and food is plentiful and even though his stomach rumbles, he pushes his needs aside. food can wait, questions cannot. despite his attire, he blends in to the crowds easily, light on his feet and quick to maneuver around those who are clumsy. he needs to be calm, has been taught to be calm, but anger and confusion grasp at him as he stalks up to the first person he sets eyes on. his tone is biting:]
I demand answers. Where am I? What world is this?
[and how can he find the monarchs and have a nice chat without wanting to kill them at the same time?]
( outside(???) climbing )
[the second he finds himself outside he is scaling the castle of caer scima. there is no time to pause or dawdle; his movements are quiet and precise; he has done this many times before. he chose a fairly secluded area outside, but it wouldn't surprise him to find a few people below him. he's suspicious that there is very little security on the rooftop, and he finds himself pausing every so often to see how far he's come and what's around him. there are no familiar birds, but the species is ...somewhat familiar to what he's used to. the climb is the only thing that feels like home, like what he is supposed to do.
he reaches the top after a while (he settles to rest once or twice), and decides to rest there, overlooking the territory. if he is going to be here for a while, he will need to know it by heart.]
( ooc: or come up with your own adventure!! feel free to find him in the halls or tearing through the library looking for answers that he's ...not finding... BUT seriously i'm open to anything!)