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Not quite yet, the spanish empire was founded in 1492 AD, this takes place in 735 BCE. I'm not too worried about it though, I'm not going to make you change your character if you don't want to.
Kurt Halner
Kurt accompanied Spiderbolt into Peter Queens apartment, at first he was suspicious about their presence here but when Spiderbolt logged into Peter's laptop in one attempt he knew why they were here. He had put two and two together pretty quickly but kept his mouth shut. He knew how important it was to keep one's identity secret. "So, who will we be recruiting? The hairy blue guy that was in the news a couple days ago fighting some freaky zombie? He might be pretty helpful." Kurt said as he looked around the apartment. He noticed an expensive watch laying on a nightstand and was tempted to take it but decided against it. It might not be good to piss off his new and very powerful friend.
Alright, I'll be waiting.

EDIT: Also, I know that Angelo would be Greek and not actually Spanish but it's far less complicated if we give a little creative freedom when it comes to character creation. Besides, it's a video game RP, we all know how accurate those can be.
Angelo is accepted, glad to have a foreigner on board. By the way, the Templars are called the Nobility since the crusades haven't happened yet so the Templar order hasn't been created yet.
Assim is accepted, but I would prefer if the recruits were not born into the order, however if his family left the order for some reason, for example to protect Assim when he was born, then he's fine.
Of course, all are welcome!
Thank you for the information, I appreciate the input. What you told me gave me an idea. I will change it so that we are a group of people that Abstergo chose to "test a new game console" when in reality we are being put into the same kind of Animus as Desmond because in their search for people with Assassin blood who could help them find pieces of Eden they found us and decided that it was easier for them to get the information they needed by pretending to be product testing rather than just kidnapping people and forcing them into an Animus.
Here it is everyone: Link


Welcome to the Animus.
The message is splashed across the white wall in front of you and as you look around you see that you are in a small, plain white room, the loading area for the Animus game system, the latest entertainment device from Abstergo. You wait patiently for the game to load so you can play it with your friends until finally the walls fall away from you and your vision is filled by the words:

Cairo, Egypt: 750 B.C.

You see a man, kneeling on the floor before another, much older man seated on a mountain of colourful pillows. The scene seems to be frozen for a moment before things start to move before your eyes, replaying a scene plucked right out of history.

"But Mentor, our numbers dwindle, every day the Pharaoh sees more and more of our ranks killed," Haraqa pleads to his Mentor, the leader of the order of assassins, "We must begin recruiting, the ancient ways are dead, our children are not enough to combat this, we need more assistance and we have not the resources for it to come from within."

"Haraqa," the Mentor says as he shakes his head and sighs at his dear friend kneeling before him, "I may be an old man but I am still the Mentor and I will not let our laws be trampled upon because of circumstance, no matter how dire, I am sorry."

"No, Mentor, I am sorry." Haraqa says as he stands and draws his scimitar from the loop of his belt and approaches the old man. The Mentor says nothing, he does not shed a tear or plead for his life or even call for his guards waiting outside the door, he does not even look surprised or disappointed, instead he looks... proud? Haraqa stops, he is within striking range of his Mentor but he does not strike. "Mentor, why do you smile at me when I am about to end your life?"

The Mentor just smiles and shakes his head, "You are doing what you think is best for our people, just as I had hoped you would, you will make an excellent Mentor."

Haraqa nods and without hesitation plunges his blade into his oldest friend's heart. He does not shed a single tear for the death of his friend, for he knows that both the old man and the gods themselves willed his death for the betterment of the order. Haraqa emerges from the Mentor's chambers with blood still on his blade and announces to the guards and his fellow assassins that the Mentor is dead.

Your vision fades to black and again it is filled by words.

Cairo, Egypt: 735 B.C.

This time, when the screen comes back you see the same room, this time the man that killed his Mentor is seated on the mountain of pillows looking much older. It is two years after the death of his closest friend and mentor and Haraqa sits in his chambers, now Mentor of the order of assassins it is his job to train the children of his brothers and sisters to be assassins and ensure that they receive thee guidance they need to serve the order well. Things are different now though.

Under Mentor Haraqa the assassins have begun recruiting from all classes of society, from the nobles of Cairo to the slums and slaves of Egypt, they have even done away with their isolationist ways and begun accepting recruits from both the east and west, from Asia and the Roman empire alike. Before Haraqa now kneel the most promising recruits who have proven themselves to be worthy and capable warriors, their heads bowed and eyes averted, as is the custom for new recruits.

"Rise off your knees my brothers and sisters for you are no longer recruits," Haraqa says with a smile. "You are now my apprentices, on your way to achieving the title of assassin and worthy of these gifts that I offer." Haraqa claps his hands and several fully garbed assassins emerge from the room behind the Mentor's chamber carrying the robes and weapons of their newest brothers.

When the screen again fades to black you hear a man's voice echoing in your mind, monologuing in an attempt to give you a brief description of the world around you. As you listen he tells you of the world as it was thousands of years ago.

"The Libyans, come from the west into Egypt's lands, have shattered a once powerful empire, fracturing the political unity of the nation and with the Libyans came the Nobility (they're called this because the crusades haven't happened yet so there are no Templars) a group of powerful men and women who seek to control the once great land of Egypt and use this land's riches to further their control of the lands to the west. The Pharaoh, naive and innocent as he is, believes that the Nobility have come to help the Egyptians reunite under him and bring Egypt back to its former glory. He has been sending bands of raiders after the assassins' hideouts and headquarters, killing them en masse because he believes they are the dissidents that seek to further fracture Egypt's unity when the opposite is indeed true, all the order in Egypt wants is to rid this great land of the Nobility and reunite their people under their Pharaoh.

"The old Mentor, a man who refused to seek recruits and instead stuck by the old laws, only allowing those born or married into the order to become assassins, has died and been replaced by a man willing to recruit from outside. He has brought us all forth from the houses of the nobility and the slums and the distant lands alike to join him in his quest to rid Egypt of those who would abuse its people and use its riches for their own twisted purpose."



Character Sheet
Name: Should reflect the area they are from, a google search will solve any doubts you have.
Age: Minimum of 20
Gender: The Egyptian Order is all about female equality, just like the rest of Egyptian society*
Appearance: Picture or description is fine (don't forget to include your preferred robe color, Egyptians were skilled at dying fabric)
Weapons: Pick a primary and a secondary and keep in mind that hidden blades haven't been invented yet (heavy weapons can only be a primary and make noise when they move, people with silent steps will make noise when carrying them too)
Armor: If you wear any (note that even people with the silent steps ability will make noise when wearing metal)
Archetype: Use one listed above or make up your own. simply put N/A here if you'd rather not use an archetype
Abilities: Pick two of the enhanced abilities listed above
Skills: Pick three of the skills your character may have trained in listed above
History: Be brief, the details will be revealed in the RP, include in this your character's race, if they are native to Egypt or have come from Asia, Europe or other parts of Africa and the world.

We don't need to do a CS for the real life portion of the game, just be yourself or make up a fictional person, just be realistic about it.

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* Egypt was one of the few ancient cultures to allow women to inherit property, divorce their husbands and become rulers. (One of the others was the Vikings)
Hank McCoy
With Tyrian's help Hank was finally able to dig his way out of the box and dust himself off. The first thing he did when he got out was look at Alissa's eye to make sure he didn't gouge it out, the worst damage she had taken were a few cuts on her face from Hank's claws when he latched on, thank god. "How is she?" Hank asked Tyrian as he looked at the wolf and crossed his arms in front of his chest, he had taken far more of a beating than Alissa had but she seemed to be more drained than he was.
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