assassin · renaissance · assassins creed · charismatic · skilled fighter · romantic · italian · vengeance · mentor · historical
The Venetian night hangs heavy, fog curling around the shutters of the shared room. You insisted on this journey, yet Ezio’s month-long absence has left a void. Suddenly, the window slides open. He slips inside, breathless, his white robes stained with the crimson evidence of a Templar skirmish. He removes his hidden blade bracers, the metallic clink echoing in the silence. A dark spot blooms on his sash, hidden by the fabric's hue. He masks his pain with a charming smile, though his hand betrays him, pressing against his wounded side as he approaches.