New to Boston (open)

It was a cold winter night when Michael first walked into the Pub that was supposed to be Harboring a Templar by the name of Jacques Le Blanc. This target acted a little more behind the scenes than most of his previous targets, but he had a thing for making the natives go on death marches across the land and whoever was still left after the long journey wouldn't live to tell the story. He dealt with a "Problem" and had the full backing of the Templar order. The way Michael saw it his people and these natives are kind of running the same path with the oppression of their people, although the way things are going they look like they may get the worst of it.

The first thing Michael had noticed was the curtain of pipe tobacco that assaulted his eyes among his other senses and the accompanying pungent scent of the rough looking travelers that seemed to inhabit a large area of the city. Michael moved to the barkeeper and asked for for something to drink, A warm cup of tea. It earned Him stares from all the patrons of the bar. The tavern keeper gave him a Cross look and poured something he wasn't sure was tea into a mug and shoved it at his chest. It wasn't tea but it felt warm in his chest, and the cup threatened to bring feeling back to his fingers so he drank half and passed him payment.

"Do you know where I could get a room for the night"

Instead of answering the tavern keeper pointed towards the upper balcony of the tavern. Michael passed him a few silver and left to the upper balcony to wait for his target.

Danilo was walking on streets in Boston. That night Danilo checked some tavern and heared some rumors that there is a templar in the tavern so he checked things out . Danilo whent upstairs and heared some footsteps , he followed the sound and by using his tracing skils he came to the room , when he nocked and entered he saw a hooded man , he quickly took out his pistol and pointed in to his back. When he turned oround Danilo saw his assassin simbol . When seeing that Danilo put down the pistol turned around closed the door and turned to the assassin, while smiling he remooved his hood and said:
"I am Danilo , i am also an assassin , what is your name brother?"

As Michael scoured the room with his eyes he thought the Templar must not have shown yet, this could be a long night, Not what he was hoping for. Even though the balcony room provided a nice reprieve from the acrid scent Below, a knock at the door came and the door opened immediately after. Michael turned around to a pistol traced at his nose. The man lowered the pistol and spoke to him, Danilo, was the mans name. Claiming to be an Assassin.
"This symbol could just as easily be worn by Templar brother. Best to not revile yourself so readily"
Michael removed his hood.
"Something tells me our reception here as Assassin's will not be met so kindly, this tavern house seems to be ripe with Templar. What is your business here? Name is Michael, at your service." Michael did a half bow, If the man where to attack it would be while he is bowed. His Hidden blade was ready to take a life. Though he doubted he would have to, He trusted the man was an Assassin as he said, and if the pistol was loaded he could have taken him earlier and made a quick escape.
He sat a minute the man betrayed no sign of aggression. Michael waited for the mans answer.

Danilo sat down with Michael and said: I was sent from Assassin Brotherhood groupe of pirates to learn new things and find peaces of eden. But i sudanly was sent here in Boston to tacke down some Templar called Jacques Le Blanc. What is your mision here ?

"Ah, a popular target among many brotherhoods then. He is a target worth taking indeed." Michael thought to himself a moment, he was unsure what the man meant by "Pieces of Eden" and the thought of a pirate as an Assassin was strange to him. "I too am after this man." He stood suddenly, as he heard the tavern door was opening and a crew of loud men where entering. Michael opened the door and saw the group of men entering, most assuredly Jacques men, arrogant, boastful, and he recognized a few of them. He restored his hood and moved onto the balcony to watch the men enter. The last one through the door was Jacques second in command and fellow Templar but, Jacques was absent from the group. The group was six strong, very skilled fighters by what Michael had observed and he didn't have his spear. in spite of the fact he had no doubt he could take them especially with the added aid of Danilo, but he wasn't sure if drawing so much attention would be a good thing for such a mission.
Michael looked back to talk to Danilo, "Brother, What are your feelings on how to Proceed? Those are Jacques' men, but Jacques is not with them. We might be able to get one to talk, but we would have to get him alone one way or the other." Michael waited for Danilo's response.

Danilo put his hood on and came to the balcony to see Jacques men . Observing Danilo saw that Jacques men are well prepared with weapons. Danilo thought that Michael can jump in to hay and take them off gard while Danilo can shoot them with his gun and jump in a fight . But there is a problam , those man are well trained soldiers. Might as well bouthg sneak up to them and over hear them what are they talking about. Then Danilo turned to Michael and said : We can sneak up at them and overhear them , might as well avoid the battle but i am not 100% sure . Lets get closer to them . And do you have any ideas?
Danilo waited for Micheals response , and while waiting he staired and observed Jacques men.

Michael liked that Danilo was refrained enough to suggest a tactic besides just killing all but one like so many Assassins are accustomed to. Michael could tell Danilo was probably as ready as he for action, but its not always the answer. Michael removed his Assassins jacket threw it onto the bed in his room and walked over to a drunkard passed out on a chair in the corner of the balcony and relieved him of his hat. Michael shook it off, it was a brown dusty old farmers hat, he grabbed the Tankard from the man and spilled a little on his shirt below his chin and took a mouthful of the drink and swished it around before spitting it out. "I have a plan Danilo, We shall have Le Blanc's location soon, I imagine." Michael did his best to remember his Uncles meanness on his bad nights talking about the British.
He deepened his accent making it hearty and near understandable, "Dose Native BASTARDS!" He said half stumbling down the stairs. "Work tree mont's to get dat fence built an' dey jus' rip it down." Michael lumbered into the corner where Jacques men where, its times like these that Michael felt his beard helped sell his appearance as much as his past helped to sell his act. "You mus' be some of dem natives, you seem to 'ave taken my seat" Jacques second in command, an impeding bald fellow with a warriors demeanor stepped forward, and stood inches from Michael. Michael stood these a moment swaying with fake drunken bravado. He averted his eyes to the bench to his right. "Alright, Here's fine." Michael lightly padded the mans shoulder and collapsed onto the bench.

Acting in the moment while Micheal came down and lured them tricking them that he was a drunk man , Danilo quickly jumped from the balcony onto another house and quickly climbed up to the roof . Climbing up his arm sliped but he managed to save him self from falling by grabing the other balcony on that house .While Danilo was hanging he turned his head to check what is Michale doing. At the moment Micheal collapsed onto the beanch , Jacques men were turning around . Danilo quickly climbed up on to the balcony and jumped up to grab the edge of a window . As the men were turning around , the shadow of the night clocked Danilo and he was hard to see . Danilo climbed up the roof and found a hay he would jump in . He than performed the leap of faith and fell in to the hay without the guards noticing. Danilo waited for Michaels next moove.

Michael waited on the bench a short while, the men seeming not to notice him. They talked about what they had been doing, sharing funny moments of their recent quest but as they started to talk on the subject of Jacques, Le Blanc's second quieted the men. He was not about to allow anything of his commander be uttered in public. Michael having seen Danilo leave outside decided it was time to separate this group "You know" Michael said, cutting off the men's conversation, "You all talk a lot for soldiers, in my country they'd as soon string you up, fer talking out yer arses!"
"Alright, Drunkard! Time you be getting to your room" Jacques Said sternly.
"Time you shut yer' gabber" Michael said in response.
"Get Him out of here!" He shouted. and two men jumped to their feet and heaved Michael up, his arms over their shoulders. "I don't need a feckin' escort boyos" Michael said as he was being dragged out of the tavern house.
once outside Michael pulled his hand back and ejected his hidden blade into the left mans neck and at the same time swung the other into the corner support beam knocking him off his feet making him woozy. The man on the right seemed most likely to betray the secrets of Le Blanc's location. He sat the now deceased man down to look as though he was passed out drunk and threw others arm over his shoulder dragging him toward the snowy hay pile that Danilo most assuredly was in. Michael's ruse wouldn't last long.
"Danilo, We must move. His fellow soldiers will be out shortly." he whispered at the hay pile.

Danilo answered to Micheal "Alright,did you found something out?". Danilo came out of pile of hay. Danilo saw Michael and asked him : So where are the otheres , maybe we can go inside and surprise them , how much of them are there ?
Danilo waited Micheal for answer.

"We only need the one for now" Michael Concluded, "We can return for them and my jacket if this one proves un-useful"
Michael spotted a alleyway to drag the man into as he heard an all to familiar voice yell "Hey" Michael dropped the man he had been carrying with a jab to the back of the head to make sure he would remain unconscious.
"There should only be four left" Michael conveyed to Danilo.
"Boys, seems we have some Assassin scum" Le Blanc's second yelled into the bar.
Michael loosed his short blades from their concealed place on his back under his vest. Out of the bar streamed a crowd of men, all bloodthirsty and anxious for the thought of killing Assassins. His accent grew deep again with the hope of a good fight. "Danilo, It seems we chose the wrong tavern" Michael said as he pointed to the red Templar cross on the sign for the Tavern. Michael charged the crowd of men, his first target would be the behemoth that was Le Blanc's second. "Come on then"

Danilo followed Micheal , while running Danilo took out 2 of his guns and pointed left gun on to torso of templar guard on the left and the left gun pointed wemplar guard on the right . Danilo said : Micheal be carefull!!!
Those 2 guards attacked Micheal but Danilo shot them boutgh , one in the torso and other in head , letting Micheal pass and go on for the kill.

The men to the left and right of Danilo collapsed in a heap with the shots from Danilo's Pistols and Michael charged at Le Blanc's second at full sprint two more men jumped to his defense and Michael dropped, ducking under their blades crossing over his head. he hit the backs of their blades with his sending the men stumbling forward off balance. Michael swiped, across the others side cutting deep through him. He lunged forward tracing a line to the seconds chest. the man spun with surprising grace drawing his rapier sword and slashing the air where Michael's neck was seconds before. As more men joined the fray, Michael attempted to dodge their attacks, He could hear Danilo fighting more templars but the chaos and rhythm of battle was all Michael was focused on. Three more men tried to attack Michael as the Second drew his pistol and fired at Michael, But Michael had thrown one of the men in front of the bullet. Michael spun towards the Templar knocking his rapier with one of his blades aside and plunging his second blade into the mans clavicle. He paused a moment to see how Danilo was fairing.