MEMORY SEQUENCE ONE:
HOLY LAND, 1194
The Animus slowly loaded into procession. The Holy Land slowly loaded into view. Alastor Ibn-La''Medina landed on a rooftop, just a couple weeks ago he had received the prestigious title of Master Assassin within The Brotherhood. He watched a group of the Templar Order slowly pass by, he judged them with disgust. He started jumping from rooftop to rooftop to meet a friend within the Brotherhood. It took him minutes but he did eventually get there, an Arabic man with white Levantine Master Assassin robes, designed to blend in with scholars and priests with leather shoulder pauldrons and reinforcements on the joints and chest, a sheath for a sword is connected to the belt, with scabbards for throwing knives located on the right shoulder, front waist, and left boot, in his initial attire, he wore metal bracers on his arms under his robes for his hidden blades.
"Hello Old Friend" Alastor said cheerfully, his w accent cutting through the crisp air, the man, Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad, turned around with a slight smirk on his face "Your early, I thought you would be late" he said, his Arabic accent less noticeable as not to arouse suspicion around anyone. "What do you mean I am always early" Alastor responded playfully, "Sure, what info have you gathered on the Templars so far" Altaïrs tone turned more serious, sharing a similar disgust for the Templars.
"They're still looking for the Apple of Eden, it's still hidden in that Library of yours right?" Alastor said to Altaïr, to which Altaïr responded with a nod.
"I promise Itll be safe, now how about you, youve collected thousands of records worth of information on the pieces of Eden, our brotherhood and the apple! That should be hidden somewhere" Altaïr said in an urging tone, however he was right, If the templars got even a finger on Alastor files, it would be over for the Brotherhood and them.
"Meet me at my Library tonight, at exactly 11:30" Altaïr said before leaping off the roof, leaving Alastor to sigh and jump after him