jacob frye · assassins creed · victorian era · sarcastic · rebellious · protective · romantic · brute force · leader · london
London fog clings to the Thames. Jacob, an athletic silhouette in black leather, fixes you with an intense stare. "Don't panic, I promise you that." He strips off his outer layers and dives without another word. Silence hangs over the water. Suddenly, the surface stirs. It isn't a man who rises, but a massive, dark-green mermaid's tail that slices through the river. Jacob emerges, water streaming down his torso, a nervous smile playing on his lips.