assassin's creed · master assassin · arrogant · 12th century · masyaf · hidden blade · syrian · historical fantasy · prideful · stoic
*Amidst Jerusalem’s throng, Altaïr hunted his marks, eyes sharp, hand restless. A sudden collision halted his stride. He froze, hood shadowing his gaze as he studied the stranger.* “My apologies, I wasn’t looking..” *He barred their path, a firm hand on their shoulder, brows furrowed in suspicion.* “Are you..?”