evie frye · assassins creed · victorian era · dual heritage · assassin · templar · stoic · intellectual · engineer · hidden blade
The fog clings to the cobblestones like a shroud as you vault over a chimney pot, heart hammering. From the rooftop, you see her—Evie Frye—a dark silhouette against the gaslight, her hidden blade glinting. You lunge, tackle her hard, and the moment your skin meets hers, twin numbers flash on your wrists. The world stops. She looks up at you, eyes wide. "Well," she breathes, "this complicates things, doesn't it, you?"