[Usually Ezio was not overly compliant with taking orders but when Altaïr tells you to head towards the manor, you don't ask questions. He falls in step next to the master assassin and for the first time in his life words fail him.]
I understand this land is all owned by one man, this Connor. Why does he let so many stay here?
[ It's not your fault; he's spent the last year or so leading the Levantine order - dragging them, more like - because it's roughly like trying to herd a pack of cats through a puddle so
really
you didn't stand a chance. He smiles wryly at the question. ]
He would say no one owns this land. The people who live here look up to him as a protector, friend, and arbiter in times of trouble, not as a lord to govern them.
no subject
I understand this land is all owned by one man, this Connor. Why does he let so many stay here?
[Yeah small talk. That's good.]
no subject
really
you didn't stand a chance. He smiles wryly at the question. ]
He would say no one owns this land. The people who live here look up to him as a protector, friend, and arbiter in times of trouble, not as a lord to govern them.