#thetemplarmaster

[ordre-en-liberte]

Adeline's eyes conveyed wariness. Too many strangers have arrived. Who were they? What do they want? "Bonjour," she greeted. "How may I help you?"

[hound--of--justice-archive]

[AH, gosh I like your taste in music james ^.^]

[Aww thank you Bridgette! ^_^  I might make a playlist post out of this (excluding the AC songs though)]

[independentalsoomse]

((I honestly need a better-functioning brain in order to make this reply. Sorry if I don't reply until like, super later. *dies*))

[hound--of--justice-archive]

thetemplarmaster replied to your post: [Off to bed.  Like if I owe ...

[ i would like to rp sir !]

[YES!!  We must! :D]

[thevenetianlibrarian]

thetemplarmaster is in the bookshop

Sofia looked up from the book she was engrossed in, startled. "Salve, signore!" she greeted quickly, closing her book and standing up to welcome her guest properly. "Is there anything I can interest you in today? You are free to look around, of course."

[redcoat-mallow]

Orders || TheTemplarMaster

Maybe I can finally get into action around here. The Brunette thought as she neared some stone gates, her body moving with the grey steed that was under her. Ignoring the soldiers that were around, she heard their whispers and snickers. Ah yes, why would a woman be wearing a redcoat? Boo-hoo, blah blah blah, question mark. She came closer to the gate, two guards looking at her for a moment to see whether or not to let her through. Finally, one idiotic guard put a hand up to tell her to halt. Pulling back on her reins lightly, she felt her horse tense slightly in need for a fast manuever but was settled when Eleanor gave a pat to his neck. "Yes gentlemen?" She asked, watching the guard come up to her. "State your business." He commanded, holding his rifle as if he might have to draw. She rolled her dark hues, already irritated enough. By this rate, she's going to be later for her meeting. "I'm here to see Haytham. Sent from Commander Davenport." She then gave a small smile, "And if you keep delaying me, I'm sure to get a word in on how I was stopped for really no reason." 

The man gave a cough and told her to continue on, Eleanor squeezing her horse forward to enter. Trotting through, she stopped at a tie post to hop off. Tying her reins to the wood, she gave another pat to her horse before jogging into the big central stone building. Moving through the halls, she knocked on a door and proceeded to enter. Seeing a familiar emblem in front of her, her eyes rolled over the man's back for a moment. This is him. "Eleanor Mallow, reporting for duty sir."