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FRAGILITY OF BOUNDARIES Chapter 1: Echoes of the past Scream. A desperate cry for help resounded in his ears, drowned out by the rumbling sound of buildings falling down. Shay was running. He had jumped off the roof, while rushing ahead at his full speed, just before the construction collapsed, turning the former homestead into a mass grave. His lungs were burning. Every single breath filled them with choking dust hanging in the air, sticking it to his nostrils. He could barely see anything. The world was blurring before his eyes. The man forced his aching body to an even greater effort, knowingly exceeding the boundaries of his own streng

Name: Natalia Coley Age: 554 (Modern Time) 24 (Renaissance) Height: 5,9 Weight: 122 Hair Length: Reach's her mid-back (Modern) Reach's shoulders (Renaissance) Above the shoulders (Later in Modern Time) Hair Color: Dark Brown Eye Color: Blue (Calmed) Red (Angry) Sex/Gender: Female Nationality: Russian Date Of Birth: June 22, 1472 Joined: April 26 Rank: Assassin Weapons: Dagger, Hidden Blade, Boot Knife, Fangs, And Swords Personality:Sweet, caring, cool and collected. She is very good in hand to hand combat,  with other Assassins and Templars. Works with Ezio and helps him threw his journey and is very loyal to him. Once she drink'

Firenze 1454 Over the last few months of her first pregnancy, Maria Auditore was little less than a whirlwind of activity. She set about ordering new curtains for the palazzo windows, picking out new dining sets, choosing and setting up the bedroom for the baby and sewing new infant clothes. She was a bundle of energy, and even as her belly grew increasingly large and her feet swelled considerably, she continued to carry out her role as a relatively new wife and upcoming mother with enthusiasm. At that moment though, she was just enjoying the rare moment of peace she got with her husband, Giovanni. Between his meetings with Lorenzo de Medi

  (Read description first please) Once upon a time, in a far away land, there was a tiny kingdom. Peaceful, prosperous and rich in romance and tradition. Here, in a stately chateau, there lived a widowed gentleman and his little daughter, (y/n). Although he was a kind and devoted father, and gave his beloved child every luxury and comfort, still, he felt she needed a mother’s care. And so, he married again, choosing for his second wife a woman of good family, with two daughters just around (y/n)’s age. By the names of Francine, Isabel and their mother Julchen (free llama or watch(your choice)if you get reference and tell me what i