The young Templar wandered through the party, moving deftly through the crowd of drunk nobles and aristocrats. People danced and drank and sang and ate to excess, but Élise wasn't there to enjoy herself, she had a job to do.

She smiled politely and sweetly, brushing her red hair over her shoulder, keeping up appearances as she made her way to the residential wing of the mansion the party was being held in making sure she wasn't seen or followed.

When she finally arrived at the office, she gently closed the door behind her and began her search. Chests and drawers were thrown open as she frantically looked for the information she needed, the locations of the Assassin hideouts through the city. It was vital the Templars struck early and hard, they needed to if they wanted to control the city unopposed.

Suddenly she stopped, her hands moving to her sides as she let out a slow and exasperated sigh. She slowly turned to face you, the Assassin who had been tailing her the whole night. She looked you up and down slowly with a coy smile on her features.

"I knew it wasn't going to be this easy."

She says, scoffing and slowly moving her hand to the blade on her hip.