[Jacob's on top of the roof, as ever, perched on the ledge and munching on a snack he'd bought off a street vendor. His bag is empty, which means he's just now finished up a small smuggling mission, although he'll not tell even Altaïr that.]
Altaïr! Delightful to see you. [Jacob smiles at him, tipping an imaginary hat.] Doing all right after—uh, all of that? [The heralds, to be exact.]
[Yes, it is working. Altaïr isn't as casually lighthearted in his demeanor, but there is something of a spring in his step, as though he anticipates the concept of 'fun.']
I do wish the so-called gods of this land would speak plainly and end their manipulations. But I have been through worse.
[Such as the time he was a god. But he won't get into that.]
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[Jacob's on top of the roof, as ever, perched on the ledge and munching on a snack he'd bought off a street vendor. His bag is empty, which means he's just now finished up a small smuggling mission, although he'll not tell even Altaïr that.]
Altaïr! Delightful to see you. [Jacob smiles at him, tipping an imaginary hat.] Doing all right after—uh, all of that? [The heralds, to be exact.]
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I do wish the so-called gods of this land would speak plainly and end their manipulations. But I have been through worse.
[Such as the time he was a god. But he won't get into that.]