It had been 3 weeks since you met Altair, and you kinda wanted to see him again. He was pretty cool.
You were in a small city, just for a break from running from solders. You sat down at a table with some grapes you had bought with money you stole from the people (and soilders) you had killed.
"(Name)!?" A familer voice asked.
"Altair?" You said looking up. Gasping when you recognized the face, you fist bumped him and sat down at the table together.
"So, how'd the 3 weeks been for you?" You asked.
"Okay. I killed a few men, got some money for it, and killed some more," He replied. You laughed.
"Same here," you said. You two talked for what seemed like forever, until you both noticed the sun was going down.
"Oh, we should get going," you said, getting up to leave. Altair grabbed your wrist.
"Come with me, (name)," He said, his eyes almost pleading. You smiled and nodded. He smiled relieved. You both went to your horses.
Your horse:
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His horse:
You climbed on, and raced towards your next city, eager for adventure.
