[Kadar perched on the edge of a building and surveyed the city in front of him, struggling to understand how he could have arrived in such a desolate city. He hadn't seen a single person yet, though there were signs of life--birds flying in the air, rats scurrying across the street--and signs that people had lived or could live in the area
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As he's wandering the city, surprisingly not on the rooftops, Altair does see the flash of something above his head. Peering up, waiting to see it again, he decides to take action. Climbing up the nearest wall he hangs, peering over the ledge enough to see what it was. Another assassin? It looked to be a lower level assassin... he couldn't tell who from where he was. Lifting himself up over the ledge he stands up, and starts towards the other.]
Safety and peace, brother.
[Altair calls, though he's on his guard. Who knows what could happen in this place.]
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Safety and peace, Altair! I am relieved to see you.
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Kadar... you are just arrived?
[He takes steps closer to the other, bridging the gap between them. It really is him. What witchcraft was behind this city?]
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Might as well explore, anyway. Show that he could actually still do something.]
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[The more Kadar ran through the city, the more unnerved he grew. In some ways he was reminded of home--the buildings, the birds, the stacks of hay around the city--but the emptiness scared him. Would one day Masyaf be this way?
He made another clumsy landing, stumbling a little before steadying himself. He could hear the laughs of the other novices and the stern lectures of his brother already, lessons on balance and landing like the mighty eagle.]
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[Malik soon caught onto the sounds and movement from up above. For all he knew it could have been Altair, but new people seemed to trickle in here occasionally. He instantly tensed and turned.]
Who's there?
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[At the sound of a voice, Kadar tensed instinctively and moved closer to the ground. Yet even from two words he instantly knew who had spoken. How could he not recognize the voice of his own brother?]
Malik! Is that you?
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