Revenge is a dish best served cold. And Connor has had a decade to chill and let it age. Ever since Johnson stole him away from his village that night Washington had murdered his people, he has bided his time, waiting for the time to come back to this land and destroy those who destroyed the boy he had been. But his efforts (and Master Reginald, he must never forget Master Reginald) have borne fruit, and Washington lies disgraced, removed from his high authority as commander and his precious plantation sacked and burned.
And Connor…Connor can finally let himself relax in Haytham’s, in his father’s presence. Oh, there are, of course, still the Assassins, diminished in number due to his efforts, and Connor had vowed to support his father’s Templar cause (indeed, that was the condition on which Reginald allowed him to journey across the Atlantic). But the Assassins are scarcely a threat, as weak as they are and will fall soon (though Connor hopes to recruit the master Assassin rather than kill him for Kanen'tó:kon is one of the few members of his beloved village remaining).
No, what Connor will focus on now is ...
“Father, will you allow me to join your for afternoon tea?”
Re: You Are A Templar
Connor Kenway
Revenge is a dish best served cold. And Connor has had a decade to chill and let it age. Ever since Johnson stole him away from his village that night Washington had murdered his people, he has bided his time, waiting for the time to come back to this land and destroy those who destroyed the boy he had been. But his efforts (and Master Reginald, he must never forget Master Reginald) have borne fruit, and Washington lies disgraced, removed from his high authority as commander and his precious plantation sacked and burned.
And Connor…Connor can finally let himself relax in Haytham’s, in his father’s presence. Oh, there are, of course, still the Assassins, diminished in number due to his efforts, and Connor had vowed to support his father’s Templar cause (indeed, that was the condition on which Reginald allowed him to journey across the Atlantic). But the Assassins are scarcely a threat, as weak as they are and will fall soon (though Connor hopes to recruit the master Assassin rather than kill him for Kanen'tó:kon is one of the few members of his beloved village remaining).
No, what Connor will focus on now is ...
“Father, will you allow me to join your for afternoon tea?”