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I was avoiding guards as I exited the courtyard and am currently running around looking for an exit. I climb my way to the top of a roof, hoping that a higher elevation would help me. Dannazione, I cannot seem to find one. A couple of guards manage to catch up to me so to avoid battle I take off toward the nearest exit and noticed that it was not as guarded as the others. Arriving I noticed someone was standing they're as if he was expecting me. looking back I noticed that I lost the guards that have been chasing me for some time. I stop and look at the mysterious man. Chi è lui.I walk up to the man and ask who he is.

Nayden may have been off his game, it wasn't assassin-like to be caught even in a crowd "sorry eh, me no spek di frinch... My engles bad, you stand?" He said very quickly, of corse, he knew perfectly what the man stood before him was saying "глупави убийци, забравил за реалната хаос те причиняват (stupid assassins, oblivious to the real mayhem they cause)" he gave Ezio a fake awkward smile

"Oh, my apologies," Serena hastily responds. Continuing with her lazy French, she adds, "I was merely curious. You see, this lovely evening," she points out, motioning to the edges of the bloodied horizon with a lavish sweep of her hand, "which is assuredly about to end, is nigh irresistible -- save for the dangers of the Florentine streets. Yes, even Florence has its faults, and while you are undoubtedly capable, I wondered what could bring you to this hour."

The assassin circles about Audric slowly until she stands contrapposto to his side, peering at him beneath a raised brow. "I should not be in your business, but," she emphasizes with a finger pressed to her cheek, "have you a code to live by?"

"Oh I love to see how well your keeping things running here." He said rhetorically. "But this can easily work to my advantage." He said continuing walking through the streets. His horse large and powerful. His guards willing and ready to take hits for him and kill on command.

Audric looked at her with his silver eyes with cation before he nodded simply " But i will not say it." he said looking at her with an emotionless look.

Lord Wilhelm turned in the saddle to better address Tenebres, but the look upon his face in spite of the praise was quite sour.

"Are you patronizing me, Sir?" he inquired in French, mostly even-toned except for a small edge of displeasure; the undertone carried a warning that the answer had better not be 'yes'. "Perhaps you ought to dismount from your high horse and begin explaining why you're here, before we end up engaging Assassins and neither of us have throats to interrogate one another with."


In the meanwhile, the lord's attendant had taken off back towards Alberti's home, just as he had been instructed to. The man dressed in red and plum attire came hurriedly rushing past Audric and Serena, nearly bumping into them. "M-my apologies, sir and madame!" the blonde man exclaimed over his shoulder to them, still chattering along in German in his panicked state, without a second thought as to the necessity of using Italian while in Italy.

((Sorry I had my phone stolen. I had just had it recovered )

I look at the assassins with a face of confusion. "I apologize for this but," I draw my sword and hold it up to the persons neck. "Who are you and where are you from? I will not ask again"

"For an assassin you're jumpy" Nayden was trying to look down at the blade pressed to his neck "I wouldn't do that if I were you..." Nayden said pressing his right hidden blade point to Ezio's gut "I reckon I could hit your spine if I thrust this in without hesitation, be civil"

Serena rests her weight on her hams in a low crouch. Her gaze burns curiously into Audric as she inspects him further. "A man of many secrets, of course. Well," she states a matter-of-factly, her hand waving as if dismissing him, "I suppose your climbing of rooftops at midnight in solitude is just a hobby of yours. No matter." In one motion, the apparently bored woman pops up from below and initiates her walk to the docks. "I can see that you wish to be left alone. So be it, monsieur," she adds with a hint of poison in her formal address.

At her new direction, Serena spots the frantic man sprinting towards them. With a swivel to the side in a means to evade him, the messenger merely knocks her shoulder, and her eyebrows meet downward in confusion as he shouts some frustrated-sounding language to them both.

"Patience my friend. You should know that what I have in mind will be worth an assassination attempt. You should be used to them or semi skilled with a sword atleast." Charles says riding his horse to their location. "When we get their I will show you."

Audric srugged " Alright so be it, good bye" he said turning and seemingly vanished into the shadows a moment latter.

The lord's mood sours greatly the longer he listens to Tenebres speak. "As far as you and I are concerned, Lord Tenebres, we are not 'friends', as friends can hardly be made within the span of half an hour," he sternly corrects his fellow Templar, "and it is not a matter of whether I am acquainted with the art of surviving battle or not, and I find it considerably insulting that you might insinuate otherwise."


The lord's attendant remembers at the last minute to speak Italian, and his last flurry of apologies are in the more understandable language to both Serena and Audric, seconds before both men happen to disappear from the scene--the attendant, importantly, has turned a corner and has to weave himself through the streets back towards Florence's more wealthy areas.

I smirk and sheath my weapon. "What do you want? Why are you here? " I kwith a bored tone.

(I might not logon for a couple months due to vacation )