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At first I did not believe them when they told me people come and go from this place regularly. That there is always a chance someone you knew here would leave and return again.
But then I witnessed it firsthand.
Ezio Auditore da Firenze.
He was here once before, some months back. Back then I did not know what to think of him, he was young then and guarded. I had many questions, none of which were ever answered. He was returned to his home before I could get my answers. And now he has returned, older and wiser, even now I struggle with what I think of him. On the one hand it is an odd comfort to have another from my world here, but on the other- [ The writing stops dead and he sighs, tapping the quill against the page for a moment. ]
I got some of the answers I sought. And some I did not expect.
He wants to build the Order here, in case one day our enemies find this place as well. I cannot help but doubt the success of this plan. I have spent time amongst these people and while many of them are good people, I do not see them rallying to our cause. Nevertheless if he wishes to try I will not stop him, our hands are better busy then idle.
[ It stops again and he scribbles a line in Draconic, only to cross it out moments after finishing it. He begins to sketch around it, hiding the crossed out line in a sketch of the castle itself. Underneath it he draws black roots that twist and snake up the page until they reach the castle. The center of everything. ]
But then I witnessed it firsthand.
Ezio Auditore da Firenze.
He was here once before, some months back. Back then I did not know what to think of him, he was young then and guarded. I had many questions, none of which were ever answered. He was returned to his home before I could get my answers. And now he has returned, older and wiser, even now I struggle with what I think of him. On the one hand it is an odd comfort to have another from my world here, but on the other- [ The writing stops dead and he sighs, tapping the quill against the page for a moment. ]
I got some of the answers I sought. And some I did not expect.
He wants to build the Order here, in case one day our enemies find this place as well. I cannot help but doubt the success of this plan. I have spent time amongst these people and while many of them are good people, I do not see them rallying to our cause. Nevertheless if he wishes to try I will not stop him, our hands are better busy then idle.
[ It stops again and he scribbles a line in Draconic, only to cross it out moments after finishing it. He begins to sketch around it, hiding the crossed out line in a sketch of the castle itself. Underneath it he draws black roots that twist and snake up the page until they reach the castle. The center of everything. ]