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Templar trash unite!

HIGH FIVE.

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       colonial rite stop fucking around we’ve got a country to run.

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       any other pissy nobles want to have a go at me over my son or are we done here.

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avaritiiia:

              The personal jab at him didn’t go unnoticed. Lee stayed silent from the moment                   keeping his eye’s fixated on Haytham. He has seen what has become of the                  Colonial Rite under his command. Their brethren have fallen to the likes of his                  SAVAGE son & their plans aren’t going according to plan. As much as Charles                 respects Haytham, he can no longer keep quiet about the obvious. Perhaps that is                  because of his ARROGANCE.                                               “ Perhaps I am arrogant, Sir. But it is my arrogance and                                                 AMBITION that is turning your vision into a reality. “

       Haytham turned a cool eye to his subordinate, face stony. He had often asked himself, lying awake at night -- as he was wont to do, as of late; sleep no longer came easily to him, but then he supposed that it never had -- what had become of Charles. Over and over again, he questioned himself, questioned their mission, wondered what had happened to the young man that he had brought into the fold when he had first come to America. Each time, he drew close to the truth (that Charles had always been this way, that he had covered it with zeal, that Haytham had been too excited for the start of a new life to notice), and each time he drew back as if burnt. To acknowledge that was to allow himself to collapse at last -- but was there any point in standing anymore? He knew full well by this point that the Order was not what he had imagined that it was; his disillusionment with the Templars led to inaction on his part, but action would not have gotten them anywhere. They were rotten, all of them, prone to corruption and wanting for any high ground, moral or strictly political. What was there to save? Not their friendship, that much was clear.

"No, Charles." His lips parted in an awful smile, exhausted and totally self-assured. "It  is  your   arrogance   and   ambition   that  is  turning  my  vision  to                                                                                                                      a s h e s."

[deliciaereginae]

whispers your ask box isnt open!!