#Masyaf

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Assassin’s Creed: Revelations (2011)

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Dai

No vampires today, but another trip down memory lane ;)

I don’t know how many of my followers remember that at the start of my artistic journey I was REEEEALLYYYY into Assassin’s Creed… And well, today’s exercise has been to make Malik ( ♥ ) more human-like, compared to his in-game counterpart <;

Ref used for the pose and the hand <:

Hope you like it! orz

Prints and other stuff on my Society6 and RedBubble 

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[teecupangel]

Why not just Desmond being an angel.

And it freaks everybody out and everybody thinks he's holy or something and he's just like "all right okay why not"

It had happened by accident.

It had to be an accident, right?

Altaïr had been thrown out of the room and the Templars had unsheathed their weapons. Malik had been focused on protecting his brother, shouting at him to run as he tried to keep all of the Templars busy.

Robert de Sablé didn’t even look back when he walked away after ordering their death.

Malik didn’t know what happened.

He saw Kadar freeze when he neared the scaffolding that would lead to the treasure and Malik swore his eyes glowed gold for the briefest of moments.

Before one of the Templars charged at him.

Kadar snapped out of it and tried to block, his stance unstable enough that he slipped backwards.

Into the scaffolding…

Taking the Templar with him.

The Templar’s sword struck one of the wooden pillars keeping the scaffolding stable and…

Malik didn’t have any explanation for it.

It shouldn’t have happened.

The scaffolding started to crumble, making Kadar and the Templar run away from it as fast as they could.

And then…

The wall next to the scaffolding began to break apart, golden light coming from the cracks before the entire thing fell down.

Together with the treasure and the ark where it had been resting.

The ark broke in half, splitting in the middle to reveal an egg shaped thing made of stone that was around the height of perhaps Malik when he was sitting on the floor.

The treasure fell on top of it, shattering like it was made of glass.

Where the shards fell on the stone, the stone changed and spread.

Until…

What had been stone had changed to seemingly three pairs of wings with white feathers that seemed to shine gold all curled together.

The wings twitched…

Before slowly opening, stretching to its full size.

Revealing a young man seemingly sleeping, the three pairs of wings attached to his back. His head was resting on his propped up knees.

No one could speak.

No one could move.

Until…

“Altaïr?” Kadar whispered hesitantly and Malik could see why he would call out that fool’s name.

The man looked too much like Altaïr for it to be a coincidence.

Almost as if hearing the name, the man…

No.

The divine being in front of them opened his eyes.

Instead of Altaïr’s golden eyes, his eyes were light brown with specks of gold in them.

And Malik wondered how he could see them from where he was standing, a few meters away from the winged being.

The divine being looked around and blinked.

His eyes met Malik and his lips parted.

“It’s an angel!”

Before he could speak, the Templars all knelt and began to pray.

The Templar who had attacked Kadar took off his helmet and…

It was a woman.

A woman who was praying fervently at the divine being who…

… looked at Malik with wide confused eyes.

Unorganized Notes… I mean… sorta notes?:

Desmond is surprised for a few seconds then he goes “Be not afraid” and tried to sound super impressive “Ye are in the presence of…………… the will of God.” and he’s just bullshiting his way to uuhhh. He has no plans.

He glanced at Malik and Kadar and oh yeah, alright.

“Ye shall not harm these… men of justice for they are… under my protection…?”

At that point, Desmond knows he is ffuuuccckkeedd. Malik is obviously onto him. Kadar is super confused and just keeps staring at his face. Then…

Maria, of all people, agree and even goes as pledge her sword to him which is super weird and Desmond’s just “???”

In the end, Desmond accidentally takes the Templars about to kill Malik and Kadar with him as he leaves the temple with Malik and Kadar. It’s a very awkward journey and Desmond has no idea what else to do other than…

Oh wait… there were other Templars stationed nearby and they all saw him leave with his ‘entourage’.

Before he could try to say anything, Maria speaks for him, calling the messenger of God and that he had been sleeping in the Ark of the Covenant which sounded like a super big deal (and he can’t even whisper to Malik to ask what the hell she was talking about because the Farm was never religious and the only time Desmond even heard of the Ark of the Covenant was from Indiana Jones) and…

… why does it feel like Maria was converting people into becoming his personal army???

Oh god… Was this…

Was he going to take his own army to Masyaf???

[notwalterssister]

Imagine if Altair had wings..

Other versions below

[rea-grimm]

Dragon of Masyaf 5

Ever since you found out the truth and officially got together with Altair, your results have improved many times over. The Grandmaster could devote himself fully to your training and he rewarded you with little kisses, stealthy hugs and the like. But all hidden from the eyes of others.

With you by his side he was, much calmer and made better decisions. You were also able to focus more on your training and you achieved the status of an assassin much earlier than you expected. Hard to tell if it was your hard training or the dragon's whim.

He paid much more attention to you in the safety of your rooms or underground room. He loved being able to hug you and have you close to him. Touches, kisses, hugs or dragon hugs. That was all he needed. Plus, when you were alone, he could afford to be himself. So he spent more time as a half-dragon.

He admired your courage and curiosity. You had so many questions for him that sometimes even he didn't have an answer to. He had no idea how much he loved when you stroked his horns or wings. It was in these moments that he was most relaxed and most vulnerable. The part he could only afford to reveal to you.

After some time, seeing how well you accepted him in this half-form of him, he decided it was time to show you his full dragon form.

And that's why you went alone into the desert one evening. Sure, he could change in Masyaf underground, but there wasn't that much free space for him to stretch his wings.

You drove into a nearby valley where you were sure no one would see you. Altair made sure that there were no bandits and that none of the assassins had any missions or detours. You camped there.

You prepared the wood and Altair lit the fire. You found it amazing that he could breathe fire. It saved such work. There you waited for dusk. Of course, he could have turned into a dragon earlier, but he would be less noticeable at night. Even though the giant white lizard glowed in the middle of the darkness exactly as it did during the day.

As the sun sank to the ground and the sky darkened, the assassin stripped down to his pants and transformed into his half-form. He stretched his wings a bit before he distanced himself from you. He needed space to change and he didn't want to accidentally hurt you.

You stood by the horses who were surprisingly calm and watched as white and gold scales covered Altair's entire body and the man turned into a dragon. It was the same majestic dragon you found sleeping in the cave at that time.

“Altair,” you said walking closer to him. The dragon lowered its head to the ground and you stroked its smooth scales. The dragon let you look at him for a while before he nudged you weakly with his snout and took off into the clouds. You watched in awe as he circled above your head.

You let him stretch his wings and you walked over to the fire yourself where you could watch him.

You thought when he started to sink to the ground that it was over, that he would either lie down next to you or change back. Little did you know that he would grab you in his claws and lift you into the air. You held on like a yelp and watched as the ground beneath you caved in.

"Altair! Bring me back down immediately!" you screamed at the top of your lungs, but it was as if the dragon didn't hear.

You were slowly getting sick and couldn't even enjoy the view. Heights weren't normally a problem for you, but this… This was new, and even though you knew Altair wasn't going to let you go, you were scared. You just hoped that he would land with you again soon.

Unfortunately, that didn't happen. Instead, Altair got the idea to throw you up. You screamed at the top of your lungs. What was on his mind? At one point you stopped mid-air before you started to fall down. You saw a big white blur before the dragon caught you. Or rather, you landed on his back.

You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck, which you wanted to strangle. As if apologizing to you, the dragon kept a constant height and pace so you were able to relax and even enjoy the view which was beyond magical. From this height, you could see the outline of Masyaf looming behind the rocks.

You held on more when you landed, but Altair tried not to throw you too much. He remained in his dragon form long into the night. You laid down right next to him and he covered you with his wing. Nothing could harm and at the same time, his body protected you from the cold.

You both loved these little trips. Altair always took you on a skywalk and for him this was a way to stretch out and release some steam in his dragon form.

One day you gave him a long red scarf as a present. You bought it for him for two things. First of all, when you wrapped it around his neck like a dragon, he looked like an assassin. And secondly, it gave you something to hold on to.

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part 1 of masyaf minge ……………….. stay tuned for kadar’s revenge

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most of this book is concept art of the maps and its gorgeous i just dont want to flood everyone with ac1 concept art all of a sudden. i mean, more than i have.

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IF ONLY YOU WERE MINEEE IF ONLY YOU WERE MINEE

abbas to altaïr

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Assassin’s Creed: Revelations (2011)

[witchblade]

this segment is so surreal he walks at old man speed and every time you make him run he stops to cough

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Masyaf Key Yerebatan Cistern Stealth Gameplay | AC Revelations

[teecupangel]

*chants* CAPYBARA DESMOND MILES! CAPYBARA DESMOND MILES!

Look at that little face:

They would probably first see Desmond somewhere with a body of water.

For Ratonhnhaké:ton, it would be when he first sees Aquila. He would be walking back to the manor and find Desmond following him. He’s never seen a capybara before but it seemed friendly enough and had went on his hind legs, raising his front legs as if to ask for Ratonhnhaké:ton to pick him up. Ratonhnhaké:ton does and he brings him to Achilles who admits to not knowing what Desmond is, only that ‘it’ usually stays inside the wreckage of the Aquila. Faulkner would probably have more information so Achilles suggested that Ratonhnhaké:ton talk to him (but also to not get distracted by the ‘rodent’, cue Desmond glaring at him) but Faulkner only knows as much as Achilles as the ‘thing’ appeared one day and never left until he followed Ratonhnhaké:ton anyway. At least, Faulkner was able to tell Ratonhnhaké:ton what Desmond likes to eat. Desmond spends most of his time in the manor and served more as a companion to Achilles who always gives him something to eat whenever Ratonhnhaké:ton is gone.

For Ezio, Desmond would actually be a gift from Machiavelli. A strange gift with Machiavelli saying “He reminds me of you” which Ezio and Desmond still aren’t sure if it’s meant to be a complement or not. Regardless, Desmond becomes the unofficial mascot of the Italian Brotherhood and is super spoiled by the other recruits. Claudia also teases her brother that Desmond (and Ezio didn’t know why he named the animal Desmond, it just seemed right) is the only child that Ezio would accept officially. It’s all said in jest as Ezio has no idea if he has any illegitimate children running around. (Claudia doesn’t believe it, Ezio is more on the fence, Machiavelli says the only way Ezio wouldn’t have any unknown children is if he can’t have children at all). So Desmond is treated like the mentor’s child more than pet and everyone spoils on him. Then Leonardo meets him and… Desmond began to appear in Leonardo Da Vinci’s works and sketches.

Altaïr would meet Desmond during his travels to one of his mission. A small pond or lake that he stopped by to let the horse rest. Altaïr would find Desmond flopping around the bank and they would stare at each other for a moment before Altaïr would turn around to ignore him. Desmond would probably be offended and ‘run’ after him, his feet making wet squishy sounds against the ground. Desmond would grab hold of the reins of Altaïr’s horse or maybe his robes and wouldn’t let go. Altaïr has no time to deal with this kind of tomfoolery but he couldn’t just kill this creature since it wasn’t dangerous. Annoying, sure. But innocent nonetheless. ……… and that is how… Altaïr finally manages to turn Malik speechless when he brings the creature with him to the bureau, letting the creature rest in his arms. Oh. And the creature waved at Malik and Malik was simply too confused that he instinctively waved back.

[redgana]

the eagle of masyaf

[rea-grimm]

Dragon of Masyaf 4

During your training, you set your own mission. You knew Altair had a soft spot for you and to be honest you had a crush on him too. However, you needed to put all these emotions aside.

You knew very well that the Grandmaster was hiding something and it also concerned the underground passages and the room with the dragon. You didn't know how or why yet, but it was definitely there. And the grandmaster was the key.

It may have been drastic, but you didn't come up with any other solution. Your tactic was to be cool and professional with him, without any emotion, and wait and watch for him to make a mistake.

Once you weren't well and so you weren’t in the mood or anyone and you had the impression that Altair might lose his mind, to find out what was bothering you. You hoped it would be the same now. That he will make a mistake and lead you to the truth.

Your efforts were not long in coming. You were the first to start calling him master again. When you said that to him for the first time in a long time, he looked at you uncomprehendingly. However, when he saw that it was not a mistake, he was speechless.

After a few days, it was clear that he was annoyed. Although he tried to disguise it, all the inhabitants of Masyaf recognized it. However, it did not lead to any error. Yet.

And finally, after almost a month, it happened. What you've been waiting for so long. Altair sent word to Jerusalem. You knew that if it was an administration to Jerusalem, it was to the only person who could help him.

A few days later, when you were patrolling the castle gate almost every day, the expected guest finally arrived. Malik left his horse on the outskirts of the city and walked to Masyaf. 

From there you watched him from afar. Instead of going to the study or Altair's room, he headed to the underground. You followed him there as well, being careful not to lose sight of him.

Malik had a torch with him, so you knew very well that you had reached the gate. He glanced over his shoulder before stepping through her. However, you were hidden behind a pillar the whole time and you were quite far away and without a torch. There was no way he could see you. He finally got through.

You walked over to the gate and listened. You recognized Altair's voice as he discussed something with Malik. However, you didn't understand them from this distance. The worst part was that you had no idea how far they were from the gate. What if they were right next door? You would reveal yourself that very soon.

You heard the voices start to drift away so you decided to take a peek inside. You crouched in the farthest corner from where the voices were least audible and peeked through the illusion. You haven't seen them anywhere. With that, you crawled inside and hid behind the golden relics. You alternated these hiding places and slowly approached the voices.

You were so close you could see them. Malik had his back to you and Altair couldn't see past him. You could already notice something strange about him. The fact that he had his hood off was strange in itself, but even stranger were the white gold horns sticking out of his head.

 Moreover, now you could see better, how snow-white wings stuck out from his back, resembling the wings of a bat. Just like the time he caught you on a failed jump. Likewise, a long reptilian tail flicked from side to side behind him. By the looks of it, you'd guess it was a crocodile if it wasn't connected to your master.

"... Everything was fine before. Now I don't know why she's avoiding me and it's driving me crazy," Altair complained. So your plan worked.

"And did you try to talk to her?" Malik suggested, rubbing his chin.

"What would I say to her?" he growled in response. You wanted to hear better and leaned out a little more. As you leaned on your hand, the gold shifted under your weight and several coins rolled to the ground.

The two men immediately perked up and looked in your direction. Fortunately, you were already hidden again. Your heart was in your ears from all the adrenaline. You heard footsteps approaching. That was bad. You immediately moved to another shelter.

"Did someone follow you?" Altair asked as he inspected your previous stash.

"I don't know about anyone," he replied and walked over to him. Altair crouched down to exactly where you were hiding before he smiled conspiratorially.

"It doesn't matter," he replied surprisingly calmly and headed for your next hiding place. You had to hide somewhere else.

This is how you played cat and mouse until you ran out of places to run and you found yourself in a dead end. You hoped he wouldn't come after you, but he didn't.

Altair appeared directly in front of you, his wings making him appear wider and blocking any possibility of your escape. You cringed and couldn't take your eyes off of him. As if there was an image that you needed to burn in your memory. 

The first thing you noticed was the bright golden eyes with narrowed pupils and then the white spots on his face which you later found out were scales.

Altair reached out and helped you to your feet. He then put his arm around your waist and led you to Malik. Before you knew it, he pulled you closer and hugged you from behind. His head rested on top of yours. You tried to squirm out of his grip, but it was in vain. He had tremendous strength.

"Leave him. You don't have to worry about anything. He won't do anything else, he just needs to calm down," Malik said as he saw you struggle.

"What's this about?" you asked with a furrowed brow as you calmed down.

“Nothing,” you heard Altair murmur into your hair.

"You should tell her. She deserves to know the truth. She's seen you like this before anyway," Malik tried to convince him. However, the dragon hugged you even more and you felt him dig into your hair even more.

"What are you doing here anyway?" Malik asked you with a sigh, trying to change tactics when he saw his friend refusing to speak.

"I suspected something was up. I always saw Altair sneaking in here. I knew if I ignored him, he would make a mistake," you explained curtly. You felt Altair squeeze you lightly before letting go again. As if he was showing you that he didn't like it.

“Smart. And besides, it worked for you," Rafiq praised you.

“I'm not sure about that,” you replied. They just caught you.

"I think if you've come this far, you deserve to know the truth," he said, looking at Altair to see if he wanted to speak. However, the dragon remained silent. 

"As you can see, the novice here is a dragon. As such, he has his strengths and weaknesses. For example, hoarding things and a certain selfishness or possessiveness. He simply has to have what he likes with him. Which is you. And thanks to your plan, when you kept your distance, it was destroying him. Like a dragon, he wanted to have you with him, but in order not to reveal himself, he couldn't show it," he explained. At his words, the dragon hugged you tighter again. Like he's afraid you'll run away from him.

To be honest, it was a lot to absorb. It made sense, but until now you thought that dragons were just legends, fairy tales to scare little children.

"I think it's best if we all go to sleep. At least Y/N can get it out of her head," he said before turning to his friend. "Altair, don't you want to finally let her go? Let her breathe a little?" he asked him. You felt the dragon reluctantly obey him and let you go.

“I didn't mind,” you shrugged. If it made Altair feel better then why not?

“You shouldn't have said that out loud,” you heard Malik say before the dragon hugged you again.

“You sleep with me tonight,” the dragon murmured, kissing you between your ear and jaw.

After that, he took you in his arms and carried you like that to his room which was located in one of the highest towers in Masyaf. There you took off your gear, but you were still wearing your uniform. He undressed and the only thing left on were his pants.

You were lying in bed and he lay right next to you and hugged you from behind. You didn't even move. You closed your eyes and tried to fall asleep.

You had no idea how much time had passed, but there was no sleep. No matter how hard you tried, your thoughts kept drifting to the assassin lying next to you. 

You thought the dragon must have been asleep and you were the only one thinking too much when you felt his face brush against your hair before he lightly kissed you on the spot.

"I love you," he whispered almost inaudibly, but it was more than loud in the silence of the night. You didn't expect this. You turned around in his arms to look at him. The dragon looked unexpectedly vulnerable and you could see the desire in his eyes that shone in like two embers of coal.

"Altair…" you were about to tell him that you felt the same way when he stopped you.

"Don't say anything. I don't want to force you into anything. Let it go through your head," he said.

“I don't need to,” you closed your head and looked into his eyes. “I love you too,” you replied, feeling your cheeks burn from the confession.

"Are you serious?" he asked pulling you closer.

“Absolutely,” you replied with determination. At that, the dragon smiled and gently took your chin and leaned towards you. He kissed you on the lips carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting you. It was a short kiss, but it meant a lot.

When you pulled away, you laid down more comfortably right next to him. You placed a small kiss on his chest before closing your eyes. Altair was still hugging you and to top it off he covered you with his wing. You felt like he was protecting you from the whole world.

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Eagle of Masyaf~