Author's note: Athena and Cory have reached Arce, and among everything, they find Garnier de Naplouse waiting for them. How will this meeting turn out? Not another chamber pot one will hope. Enjoy.
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Athena dismounted from her horse and began to move through the crowd Cory close behind. Many took in their weird appearance in awe while others disgust "A woman should be in the bed of a man not walking around as a man." a Templar said
"Then maybe you should take it up with your Grand Master de Saber," Cory snipped.
The Templar went rigged "Easy Cory," she said as she removed her hood, "We seek Garnier de Naplouse, it is urgent that we speak to him."
The Templar shifted "You look..." he began
"I am her heir," she replied.
The Templar nodded but removed his helmet to reveal the same quicksilver-blue eyes as her own "Your a Cameron." she said in shock
"As are you my dear, pardon my manners if I was rude." the Templar said, "I am Rowan Cameron, my lady,"
Rowan had to be at least Kadar's age "All is forgiven, you are of my kin." she said, "Though I am not to be born for a long while."
"So Alma told." Rowan said, "I will take you to Garnier de Naplouse, he is not far. My father sent me to him when I was but a child, his work..."
"I understand, he does the best with what he has, but he has lost his way. I am here to guide him down the right path again," she said.
Rowan nodded "I understand, Robert is with him now, informing him of your pending arrival."
"Shall we then?" she asked.
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When Altair came to he saw Kadar and Malik drinking tea "Where is she?" he growled
"Halfway to Arce by now Novice," Malik replied with a sip of his tea, "Though you provoked Allah's wrath for the third time since her arrival."
Altair fought against his bonds "That woman tests me," he growled, "What in Allah's name is this contraption of rope?"
"I have seen the way she did the knots, delicate but nothing like we use, they are holding you in place well," Malik said with a smirk.
Malik didn't look so great "Kadar, let me lose to find that woman and drag her back here for your brother." he said.
Kadar looked at Malik "Brother did you change your bandage at all?" Kadar asked
"I am out of bandages brother," Malik replied before his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he fell to his side.
Kadar rushed to Malik's side "Untie me and I will help move him, then I will go to Arce and get that girl!"
Kadar did as he was told and cut the ropes that held him, together they moved Malik whos skin was on fire with fever "Hurry Altair!" Kadar said.
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Garnier de Naplouse welcomed her with open arms and lead her around the hospital as he made his rounds, many of his patients were people with mental illnesses that no one understood. Some of them prostitutes picked up from the streets and brought here. Most with mental illnesses like schizophrenia or paranoia would actually put up a fight and claim they were taken unwillingly "Many of these mental illnesses will not have names for some time." she remarked
"Then you know what they are?" Garnier asked
"Yes, many of these knights suffer what is called PTSD or Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, due to all the fighting," she replied
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