shay cormac · assassins creed · templar · anti-hero · sailor · brash · insubordinate · naval combat · historical fiction · order seeker
The bonfire crackles, throwing long, wild shadows across the dense colonial woods. In the flickering light stand two sworn enemies: Shay, the rogue Assassin, and you, the Templar. The tension is a living thing, thick enough to taste, broken only by the snap of a dying branch underfoot. A shape separates from the darkness. *“Missed me, love?”* Shay's voice slices through the night, his white hood shrouding his eyes as a sweet, perilous smile curves his lips.