⚔ 2 - Colonial Rite

[orderispeace]

Who: Haytham Kenway & OPEN
What: Giving the gate guards a greeting
When: Dusk
Where: Ironwall, near the main gate
Rating: PG for snark

"Still guarding the gate are we?"

Haytham spoke casually as he approached the pair of guard blocking the main gateway out of town. It was a wonder that they bothered with the pretense of keeping them inside at all. It wouldn't be too difficult to find the weakness in a wall defense in a city of this size. There was too much area to protect and no where near the man power necessary to oversee everything.
But, this was only a test. How they would react to him was something Haytham very much wished to find the answer to.

"You're doing a fine job. I doubt it has moved an inch since you started."

As expected the guards raised their weapons at him as he came too near for their comfort, but from here he could catch a glimpse of the world beyond the wall. It looked, well, a bit pastoral actually. At least until the woods rose up in the distance.

"You do realize your efforts are entirely futile? If some one wished to leave it would be simple enough to do so."

Though Haytham made no move for his own weapons one of the guards took issue with his statements and moved close enough to give the smug man a shove. Hmm, not so well trained that they were above making a mistake it seemed. That move would have left the guard open to attack... again if the Templar really had any desire to attack.

"Shove off! Unless you want your eyes blackened!"

Haytham raised a staying hand, "I have no intention of initiating a battle. Fortunately for you, I have a few others things to see to today. However," his voice took on a slightly dangerous edge, "If it did come to blows you would suffer more than a simple black eye."

With his curiosity satisfied the Grand Master stepped away from the gate., allowing the guards the opportunity to relax again.

Comments

[orderispeace]

I highly doubt, dressing as you have done, in the outfit of my guild would have offered me much protection either.

[Given that it was a den of thieves and guards had a tendency to be even more suspicious of thieves...]

If however, you are concerned how this might reflect on those who were brought here against their will, I'm afraid little could be done about that. The people here have already formed their opinions on us. Whether that changes for the worse or for the better only time can tell.

[And actually... if the people did form more negative opinions on them that might be the best option. The travelers wouldn't need much convincing to rally against an 'unjust' government that treated them poorly. ]

[assiduous]

[ oh, so he's in bed with lady luck too? or the sketchier kind? mako's reply would have been "well maybe you shouldn't have joined the criminal guild, shitass" but... this guy just went out of his way to threaten the guards, and he's armed to the teeth. plus, it's not his style. mako'd rather not start shit when he's not entirely sure he could freeze haytham to a wall yet. instead, he sighs, and listens to the flouncy dude pontificate at him, his own hands tucked into his pockets.

(as for any scheming from haytham to "rally" the travelers, he'll get no support from mako — kid knows to keep his head down when it comes to putting up with shit) ]

It's gonna go worse for sure if you keep on threatening to shank the guards for doin' their jobs. [ he shrugs ] Being inside bothers you that much? Climb the wall. [ as for him, he's gonna be focusing on the dungeon, and the great spirit he keeps hearing about at the top. ]

[orderispeace]

[His skills fit best with the Assassins, oddly enough. Though it was strange to count himself among their number again these assassins were different than those he was more familiar with. From what little he had seen of them, they seemed less dedicated to mucking things up.

(He could tell from the tone that this man did not think much of him or his tactics, however... Korra might be more agreeable to them. She seemed to understand where he was coming from.)]

They threatened me first. Up until that point it was merely conversation.

[This was said with just the faintest touch of a smile, so subtle in fact that it might go unnoticed. He knew very well that he had pushed them towards making that threat by standing too close and mocking them, but the point was the guards had moved first. Perception was always more important than fact. That hot-hotheadedness that had been displayed could be used in the future.
Again... if he decided to act. It might still be possible to use the system itself in some way.
Which was also why he did not simply climb over the wall and leave. He wasn't really interested in leaving just yet. not unless it was to return to the world he came from.]

If I wished to leave the city I would have done so.

[Guards are not much of an obsticale for this one.]

But, I think for now there is more to learn here. Don't you?