#and I don't know enough of Bayek's character to write him

[jacob-mydear]

Happy Birthday, Monsieur Dorian

Summary: It’s the birthday of a certain Arno Dorian, and his friends and colleagues, the Assassins and Templars of Casa Assassino, are preparing to surprise him with a birthday celebration. And when Templars and Assassins work together to pursue a common goal, they do it surprisingly well ... [Modern Day AU fanfic; Assassins & Templars as housemates]

Length: 1,881 words

“I don’t see why you need me around,” Arno remarked. “You’ve never taken me shopping before.”

Jacob shrugged, smiled in what he hoped was an innocent way, and wrapped his arm loosely around Arno’s shoulders. “Well, I thought I could use a second opinion,” he said lightly, “and whose better opinion on cooking appliances than yours, Frenchie?”

Arno shrugged out of Jacob’s embrace and raised a skeptical eyebrow. “Alright, Anglais. I know you’re up to something, but I don’t want to imagine how upset your sister would be if you ended up bringing home cheap cookware. Lead the way.”

Jacob and Arno weaved their way through crowds of shoppers. It was a Saturday afternoon, and the streets teemed with the weekend shopping crowd, enjoying the fair weather. Families walked by with babies in prams, couples holding hands languidly strolled by, and children ran past the two gentlemen who were making their way to a cooking ware shop.

“I still think we should have gone to IKEA,” Jacob muttered under his breath, but Arno overheard and shook his head.

“Non non, you don’t want anything from there,” he said, with a mild tone of disapproval. He walked through the shop, scanning the shelves, until he spotted what he was looking for. “Let’s start with a good cast-iron pan. They’re very versatile, and can last you ages.”

As Arno and Jacob looked over a selection of cast-iron pans (Jacob nearly doubling over at the sight of their price), Altaïr watched them carefully from a safe distance.

“They are preoccupied,” the older Assassin reported under his breath into a concealed mouthpiece. “You have an hour, my friends.”

Back at the shared house, Ezio nodded. “Bene, Altaïr,” he said into a matching mouthpiece. “Grazie.”

He turned to the team he’d gathered in the kitchen. “So, we have about an hour before they return. Are we ready?”

Evie, Élise, Shay and Connor – decked in matching white aprons – nodded in solemn affirmation. Arrayed on the kitchen counters were a vast array of ingredients: Red strawberries fresh from the farmer’s market sat amongst leafy greens, bushels of potatoes and peppers, and raw slabs of marbled steak sat in glass trays.

Edward popped his head in from the kitchen window. “The grill is hot!” he called out from the yard outside.

“Good,” Ezio said, grinning, hands at his waist. He reached out for a whisk. “Then let’s begin!”

“Remember, he likes his steak medium rare,” Élise reminded, as she handed Edward the slabs of meat through the kitchen window.

“Your man is a true gourmand,” Edward remarked, giving Élise a wink.

She gave a small laugh in reply. “I think the term you’re looking for is gourmet, Monsieur Kenway, but I suppose I can agree with you: Arno certainly enjoys his food.”

Edward’s smile grew broader. “Ah, I never had a talent for learning French. Unless it was to read the labels on wine bottles – aye, that’s the most I could do.”

“Father, stop flirting with my colleague,” Haytham called from where he was standing next to the grill they had set up outside. “We don’t have much time.”

“Fifty minutes!” Ezio reminded them, metal bowl and whisk in hand, whipping egg whites into stiff peaks.

“Yes, chef,” everyone in the kitchen replied in unison.

“I hope Jacob’s alright,” Evie said, with tears in her eyes. Anyone would have thought they were tears of worry for her brother, if not for the fact she was rapidly chopping onions with practiced ease. Beside her, Shay chuckled.

“We sent the right man for the job,” he reassured her. “If there’s anyone who’s the best at causing a diversion, it’s your brother.”

From where he was peeling potatoes, Connor nodded in agreement. “The other day, I followed Jacob to look for new sports shoes. But by the end of the day, I found myself with several hoodies, a gym membership, two hundred dollars’ worth in video games, and a Nerf gun. And no shoes.”

“You should restrain him,” Evie sighed, knowing that she was the only semblance of impulse control Jacob ever had. But she couldn’t help but agree – if there was an expert at wasting people’s time (and buying time for others), it was her brother.

“Better that Jacob help us keep Arno occupied,” Connor remarked, “than here helping us in the kitchen.” Shay and Evie shuddered, remembering the last time they let Jacob handle the cooking. The smell of burning lingered for weeks.

The kitchen soon came alive with clatter of cooking utensils, the sound of sizzling butter, the smell of things simmering and baking, and bright voices calling out instructions as all a manner of dishes were being prepared for what was looking like a feast.

“Blue is his favourite colour.”

Desmond exchanged a look with Aveline, raising an eyebrow. “You think so?”

Aveline shrugged, matching Desmond’s look of skepticism. “Well. He’s always wearing blue – I’m just assuming so.”

The both of them looked over a selection of finely-crafted satchels, bags and carrying cases in front of them. They came in a variety of shapes, sizes, and styles – but Aveline called for a few to be brought to them, and examined them closely.

“We should get this one in black,” she decided, holding up a sleek, smart-looking briefcase. After a moment, she added, “And we’ll take the matching monogrammed scarf, too.”

“That’s not going to cost too much, is it?” Desmond asked, worriedly thinking about how much he had left on his credit card before it maxed out. Aveline gave him a sweet, knowing smile.

“T'inquiète pas,” she assured him. “I’m a VIP member here. They’re very nice to me; they’ll throw in the scarf for free.”

Desmond stared at her in a mixture of disbelief and admiration. “Wait, wait, wait. Aveline ... how often do you have to shop at Louis Vuitton for you to qualify for VIP status?”

“Often enough,” Aveline replied airily, avoiding Desmond’s gaze – although Desmond was swiftly beginning to get a distinct insight into her spending habits, and her taste for high fashion.

“You certainly took a while,” Arno muttered in increasing irritation as his companion finally exited the gelato shop.

“Oh, come on, Frenchie, I wasn’t that long,” Jacob cajoled. “Want a taste of my gelato?”

“You spent twenty minutes choosing a flavor, and nearly ten minutes flirting with the server,” Arno murmured, glancing shortly at his pocket-watch. He sighed. “Let’s head back, Jacob. It’s late, Élise has not answered any of my phone calls, and I promised your sister you would be home for dinner.”

“Ah, of course,” Jacob said. He threw a quick glance towards where Altaïr was watching from across the street. “Shall we grab a coffee first?”

“There’s coffee at home.”

Jacob knew from Arno’s terse replies that there was no more stalling him. He saw Altaïr nod from the distance, and the two made their way to the subway.

“They’re on the move,” Altaïr reported discreetly into his mouthpiece, and listening for an affirmative before, he too, made his way home – albeit by a different, faster route via the city rooftops.

It was dark by the time Jacob and Arno reached Casa Assassino. Suspiciously, the entire home was in darkness – not a single light came from the windows, and it was strangely silent, although there were no signs that anyone had left: Connor’s bike and Ezio’s Alfa Romeo were still in the driveway, and Evie’s smart and practical Tesla was parked across the street.

Instantly, Arno became suspicious. “Something doesn’t feel right here, Frye,” he remarked to Jacob, who was casually walking up to the porch. “Let me just have a quick look in Eagle Vi —”

“Don’t use your Eagle Vision!” Jacob said hurriedly, meeting Arno’s increasingly skeptical expression. “I’m sure everything’s fine, Frenchie. Come on. You’re being paranoid.”

Arno gave him a skeptical look, thoroughly unconvinced. “Right. And I suppose you’re going to tell me all the lights of our house are mysteriously turned off because it’s Earth Hour.”

“That’s precisely what I was going to tell you!” Jacob said with a broad grin, unlocking the door and swinging the door open.

For a tense moment, nothing happened. The living room inside was dark, and only the ghostly shapes of furniture illuminated by the faint streetlights were discernible. Suddenly, there was the briefest ‘click’ of a switch being flipped, and the room flooded with light.

“SURPRISE!” cried the Assassins (and the few stray Templars), as they leapt out from behind the sofas, from inside cupboards, and, in Connor’s case, from behind a curtain because he was too big to fit anywhere else. Arno regarded his friends in absolute disbelief as he was suddenly showered in confetti.

“Joyeux anniversaire, Arno,” Élise said warmly, as she approached him to lay a soft kiss on his cheek. Arno gave a blank look, before realization dawned on his face and he nodded and smiled. “Oh. Oh! Of course. Today’s my birthday.”

“Ah, yes, I told you he’d forget,” Edward laughed. From next to him, Shay grumbled and handed Edward ten dollars.

At that moment, Altaïr came parkouring in through an open window – and Arno immediately addressed him. “You were following us,” he said with a laugh. “I thought I saw you. You’re terribly good at hiding in plain sight, Mentor.”

Altaïr shrugged, but looked pleased with himself.

“And you,” Arno said, his tone accusing as he turned towards Jacob. “You were wasting my time on purpose.”

“Ah, amico mio, let’s not start turning on our brothers,” Ezio said with a laugh, coming between them. He held out an arm towards the dining room. “You usually do all the cooking here, Arno – we decided that, instead, perhaps we could return the favour.”

Arno looked in disbelief at the sumptuous spread laid out on the table. As he regarded all his favourite foods and desserts – steak, a bottle of red Bordeaux, and what looked like strawberry mille-feuille. He made a wordless glance towards Élise (no who doubt played a part in giving insights on what his favourite foods were) and she simply smiled and winked.

“Sorry we’re late!” Desmond said, suddenly jumping through the same open window that Altaïr came through. Aveline, also just arriving, had enough decency to come in through the front door.

“We were just getting this gift-wrapped,” Desmond announced, presenting Arno with a medium-sized parcel. “Happy birthday.”

Arno recognized the initials emblazoned on the chocolate-coloured box, and laughed. “This is too much, mes amis. You are too kind to me.”

“It’s alright,” Desmond said, “Aveline got us a discount.” This earned him a painful nudge to the ribs from Aveline. “Ow! What?”

“You can open your present later, let’s eat,” Evie said firmly, when she noticed the hungry stares that Connor and Shay were giving to the cuts of steak on the table. The Assassins and Templars sat down, and Edward served, while the others passed around the side dishes.

Several hours later, they all found themselves in the living room, drunkedly playing a round of ‘Taboo’. 

In a moment of tranquility – as Jacob struggled to describe, ‘chicken leg’ amidst fits of drunken giggling – Arno regarded his fellows, and smiled to himself.

“Everything alright there, Arno?” Desmond asked.

Arno nodded. He grinned, looking on as Evie and Jacob high-fived. “Thank goodness for twin telepathy!” they crowed triumphantly while the opposing team groaned, wondering if twin telepathy was, indeed, an actual thing.

“Oh yes,” Arno replied. “I was just thinking ... my birthdays had always been quiet affairs. This –” he made a sweeping gesture at the Templars and Assassins who were now struggling to contain their laughter as Edward tried and failed to describe the word, ‘piercing’ – “is a much welcome change.”

Desmond smiled broadly. “Yeah? Well then ...” he raised his beer bottle, “Happy birthday, pal.”

“Merci,” Arno replied, raising his wine glass in return.

AUTHOR’S NOTES: This turned out a lot differently than what I originally planned – I had a different storyline in mind, but with the deadline of Arno’s birthday (August 26th) looming in the distance, I did not have much time to make much changes to the story and had to make do with what I had. 😅

I really enjoyed writing this, and I hope you guys enjoyed reading it. I want to write more ‘Casa Assassino’ stories in the future, because I think when you get all the characters interacting together, fun stuff is bound to happen, haha! I’ll also see if I can include Cal Lynch and Aguilar de Nerha involved in future stories as well, somehow! 😊

[masqueradewaltz]

i just finished replaying the scene where bayek kills flavius and TRULY no other game in this stupid series even comes close!!! bayek is such a vibrant and real character you feel his anger and his frustration and his sadness and his happiness and that's not only bc of amazing voice acting BUT ALSO BC OF ACTUALLY GOOD WRITING!! FOR ONCE!!

the "memory corridors" which made exactly ZERO sense in the previous games are tied to bayeks religion and they're an IMPORTANT PART OF THE STORY. those scenes have ACTUAL symbolism. bayek brushing his enemies with a feather is not just a random thing that's never explained (looking @ syndicate w the handkerchief? the fuck was that?) but a part of his journey becoming a killer and having to accept that he has to forgive the people he kills BUT still feeling guilt bc technically, HE killed his son. its a journey to forgiving HIMSELF too.

which makes the finale with flavius even better! he doesn't pussy out like ezio in ac2 talking about some "im better than this" (which btw ezio u are not!) and he kills him!!! but he cannot forgive him because even now even dead flavius does not regret killing khemu!!! so he doesn't forgive him (aka does not forgive himself)

but then khemu appears and he DOES forgive flavius not only bc he's literally eight but bc he wants his father to move on!! bayeks "ill never see you again" bc to him even the illusion of having his son back is enough "you will... in the field of reeds" by forgiving flavius khemu forgives his dad!!! who felt so much guilt over killing him bc he loves his dad so much and he is so brave! IM CRYING.

and if you remember during the memphis dream sequence bayek DOES meet khemu in the field of reeds. and khemu whispers something in his ear. and at the end we see him ready to take a leap of faith and he hears khemu saying "papo? jump." HE'S LETTING HIS FATHER MOVE ON FROM HIS DEATH. I NEED AN IV OR SOME SHIT. DLC? I DON'T KNOW HER.

[rumor-imbris]

Hello, Lady Connor! I want to ask out of unbearable, suffocating curiosity in my heart, even though in the previous post you already said to not mention "that certain comic". Could you please enlighten me about your view on that comic and what you despise about it? I would love to read your detailed thoughts about it even if just once. But if this is too triggering for you, I'm truly sorry for your discomfort and you don't need to answer it.

Hello, dear Anon and welcome ^-^ It's weird you naturally called me Lady Connor, as usually only my little fairy @giuliettaluce does. Well, I guess her magic put a spell on everybody here!!

If you really care to know, I'll answer, but brace yourself, it's going to be very long, almost an essay, because I can be very detailed about that comic being a failure in its every part. There's so much to say. You're right, as I mentioned before, it can trigger me, but I have attentively analized it and I know it makes not a single atom of sense. So nothing can actually bother me that much, don't worry ^_-

First of all, my general consideration of the AC Reflections comic issue #4, (yeah, that thing -.-) is that of a mere attempt to desperately make Bayek's remote vision through Senu's eyes a canon feature. It was created and published in 2017, the same year AC Origins was released and yes, they needed an excuse to make believe Connor's alleged daughter inherited a skill someone (who isn't even their direct ancestor!!) that lived 1700 years ago in ancient Egypt had! OMG, this should be funny enough, but I'll go on. Also, I think it was likely a carelessly arranged way to satisfy those AC3 fans demanding a "happy ending" for unlucky Connor (quite 5 years later, of course).

I'll better go step by step to figure out where to start from, seriously.

1) In the comic, when Otso Berg opens the file related to Connor, the scene is set in "1796: Upstate New York." Now this is chronologically and spacially incoherent and illogical. We see Connor still wears his assassin outfit in it, right? According to AC Initiates (2012) in 1804 Connor invites the Dominican assassin Eseosa at the Davenport homestead to provide him some advices and further training as he's involved in the leading of the Haitian Revolution. That's a really cool character, read about him, if you want!

So, until then Connor is still an assassin, probably the mentor (by now) of the Colonial Brotherhood. He still runs the homestead and he still commands the Aquila, I guess, he's the captain still. I calculated the distance between the homestead and the then upper NY frontier territories is approximately 260 miles (quite far nowadays with cars and planes as well). Then, why the hell should he have a family located in the forest upstate NY? It sounds very unconfortable to run back and forth to reach them and go back to take care of all the Brotherhood matters, doesn't it? Unless he knew about teleportation!!! Also, wow, he lives all alone in a nice massive villa with all the comforts of that time while his children and wife still live in a Native village constantly menaced by settlers wanting to steal their land? Beside the fact that Connor, at least in my point of view, seemed at last very familiar with european way of living by the end of the game, this leads us to the next point.

2) By the time the game and the comic are set (second half of 18th century), most of the East Coast Native tribes were facing the tragic and forced migration to western and northern territories (mostly towards Canada, protected by the British) because of all the consequences of the Revolutionary War (lost territories, failed alliances, settlers advancing and buying their lands and so on). So tells us history, unfortunately. It's a fact. And this is wisely showed to us in the AC3 main game when, after all the Kanien'kehá:ka tribes had left the territory around Connor's village (yes, even those near New York, to be clear) even Connor's own tribe at last migrates west, leaving an empty ghost village. They had remained all along to protect the secret temple, but in the end they as well were forced to leave. So, to me it's highly improbable that in upstate NY, one could still find a tribe and even if so, that Connor would let his family live there and risk their safety everyday.

3) The whole comic plot revolves around the fact that Io:nhiòte has a "special gift"... She inexplicably knows how to read the ground and find animal traces, she also can perform a perfect twisted acrobatic flip in the air and land unharmed to the ground. Do we know why? No, don't ask! xD She simply knows U.U, even if right after the next scene she slips and falls miserably down a cliff xD, but... ok!! Beside that, when Connor is far away to search for some water and is about to be attacked by a wolf hidden in the grass nearby, she sees the whole scene from the eyes of an eagle flying in the sky above her. As I said before, this reminds us of Bayek's (never clearly explained) ability to see through his eagle Senu's eyes and spot dangers and enemies. Now can you tell me why the hell this little girl has super powers and a skill Bayek had? As I said, they are not even directely related, as Bayek is not one of Desmond Miles' ancestor, we know him simply because Layla's new Animus is magical and can inexplicably read fragmented DNA from people who died a thousand years ago (it can also prepair coffee, I think!). So, where did she get that from? Magic? Mysteries of life? Convenient improbable connections for marketing's sake? We'll never know and you should simply accept that and ask no question!

4) From her height, way of speaking/moving/running, I assume Io:nhiòte is at least 8 years old, 8 - 9 minimum. She's the youngest of three siblings, who must be at least two years older than her and than each other (according to a human woman pregnancy timing!). If the comic events are set 12 years after the main game ending (1784, when Connor also starts to train the young ex-slave Patience Gibbs, arriving at the Davenport homestead with Aveline De Grandpré, according to AC IV Black Flag bonus mission with Aveline), so, this means that in that same year Connor must have found hastily the love of his life in a Native village (as if he was easy to open himself with other people after all he's been through), married her, impregnated her and seen her give birth to their first child, all in the same year when (let's not foget! xD) he still is the leader of the Colonial Assassin Brotherhood at the Davenport homestead training novices. Now, this may even be possible humanly speaking, (well, if you force the things a bit and hurry up!) but highly unlikely to happen!! xD

These are the main problems affecting the logic of the comic in my opinion, the points making its foundations crumble apart. Though I'm sure there are many little others to point out, such as Otso Berg "opening" Connor's files... like what? Where did those data come out from? I remember playing AC IV Black Flag and uncovering a file where Abstergo researchers themselves closed access to his memories as there was "nothing appealing to this character anymore"! So, if no more researches were conducted on him since 2013, where did Mr Berg magically or conveniently discovered such data in 2017?

Or... do we want to talk about the cover? It shows Connor in the spirit outfit from the Tyranny of King Washington DLC, which has apparently nothing to do with the comic, since it is set in his present day and he wears his assassin standard robe. Now, I think that can be either a simple marketing choice to make the comic more appealing, as... well, that cover is so cool, let's admit that, or maybe the subtle suggestion that the events told in it are just a parallel Disney-like reality and are not to be considered true at all! xD i don't know, maybe both explanations are right.

I'm sure that the deeper i dig, the more nothing rational I'll find!

If you played the old games, if you know well the franchise and its lore, the true, good, old AC lore, you definitely realize by yourself how that comic is useless and senseless.

This doesn't mean I do not wish an "happy ending" for Connor. But I'd rather accept something coherent with the main game events and AC chronology. Also, it doesn't necessarily needs to be a "happy" ending, as they conveniently created to please complaining fans. I wished for something real... coherent with his personality, acquired life-style and endless sense of duty and values.

Maybe that's what pushed me to write my FanFic novel in the first place, after all... To give him MY OWN cohesive ending, including my love, for love is always needed, I guess.

I'm so sorry if the answer took this long in time and words, but you were warned! ^w^

Though, thank you... Seriously, thank you so much for asking. You made me reflect once more about this matter.

Come visit me again, if you want. Take care

- Rumor Imbris 🦋

P.S. Oh, and if you're interested, this is my "jelousy song", for when things like this trigger my inner witch!! xD

[lunavadash-creates]

Ugh. I still sing about someone who lives in a pineapple under the sea. Thank you very much for it. I am watching this wombo and I don’t have to put a sound on to know what they are singing.. and I swear, Haytham singing Spongebob theme song is my spirit animal.

May I ask for Last Christmas wombo? I don't have any particular assassin in mind so you can surprise me nicely. ;)

I am sorry, I heard about this anime, but I don’t know anything about it. I have seen just two anime in my whole life and that’s all. None of them is Durarara. Nonetheless, Ian seems interesting. I am not sure if curiosity is a good trait. Questionable loyalty and greed are definitely flaws. What makes them not that bad then? Being an informant? Or do you have something else in mind?

It seems that the OC created for Connor is definitely my spirit animal too. Do you have a name for her already? Idea what she looks like? More detailed background story?

As for Edward.. As for me, he is some kind of grey character too. I was a jerk for sure but in the end you can see he was able to show empathy and had a good heart. I think the character development is excellent and he grows throughout the game.

Ok, you are absolutely right. You can be objective in judgement by having such a difference in quality of games. BUT! Let’s pretend it is not that important. 😉

It would be easier to answer your question if I had developed a stable image of men I find attractive.. Generally, just as much as you, I am attracted to dark-haired men. Arno was first who caught my eye when I was getting familiar with AC, but in the end I lost my interest in him. The most handsome would definitely be Alexios and Bayek. Then, surprise, Edward. Personally, I think he is hella handsome, even if he is blonde. Going further, Shay, Eivor and Altair. Thinking about my choices.. I have a thing for men with longer hair (okay, I know that Altair is bald™). Connor is also very attractive! Jacob and Arno would end this decent list, because I don’t find Ezio worth my attention. I think he is overrated in every way. And I found some grey hair in my curl a second ago. I feel my mental breakdown is coming.

And I think Kassandra and Evie are beautiful.

I read almost all AC books and well.. I don’t think it is good literature. I mean.. Plot has so much potential, but the writing is so shallow that sometimes I really struggled to read further.. And there is a lack of descriptions of emotions for my liking. But on the other hand, this makes those books quite pleasant if you expect something for light reading.

What about the AC soundtrack? Do you have your favourite themes and songs? Or maybe there is one particular soundtrack from the series you like as a whole?

🔪

I'm really happy you like that Wombo!

I want to make Last Christmas song but... It's still not available in the app ;; I hope they will add it soon and it wont be premium. If so then I'll make it for you!

Ian isn't really greedy. He is morally gray because, for example, he never kills people. He never killed anyone. And sometimes he may help others, he even does the things that are considered noble but he just has a bad motivation for those things.

Tbh durarara is a nice anime. I really like it because it's just not obvious and everyone has a weird secret. The first few episodes may seem weird but I'm general it's really good.

OC for Connor - her name is Mira. It at least people call her that because her name is too complicated for other to pronounce (common trait with Connor). I said she is Slavic (idk why but I find history of central/Easter Europe interesting. Like there was a big ass kingdom and poof. It disappeared for more than a century). Anyway yes Mira lived there. Connor is 17 when there is the first thing called partition of kingdom of Poland so I simply hc that assassin wanted to prevent country from being destroyed and there was basically a war. Mira didn't want to participate in killing and such, especially that noblemen sold the country so she just fleed. She managed to receive a good, medical education, became a doctor and went to America to help people by healing them. She lives alone, doesn't want any contact with assassin because she is a traitor for them for escaping and such. You know the jam right?

Anyway she meets Connor when he is wounded and people brings him to her. He has no idea about her past (later it will cause them to fight) but he simply likes her. Because she is devoted to her cause,.she heals every person that needs help and never hurts a fly. I also think I may make her be a person who believes in this original Slavic religion.

As for Edward. Tbh I don't know what will happen in the game. I managed to avoid spoilers so all I know is that Edward will change, Kidd is a woman and he will meet his daughter at the end. But all in between? It's a mystery for me. But I'm curious. Hopefully I can find it out soon and maybe my opinion in Edward will change.

Tbh as for Ezio. I like him. You may laugh but I like all of the main characters of the games and some side characters. Like I adore Starrick and Roth. I don't like Elise but i like De Sade and many more. I find Ezio interesting but I guess it's because I missed all the hype on Ezio, all wars about why he is the best and why Connor is dull. And because if it I could judge him all by myself. And still I think Connor with his opinions is actually one of the best assassins!

As for a gray hair. Don't worry about it! It's just a hair. Think about positives! 1. All gray hair looked awesome. 2. If you don't like gray hair and want to put a dye in them - they are bright enough that all colours you will make will be beautiful and vibrant.

I think Kassandra is amazing. So beautiful. I stan so hard.

As for books. I know they aren't some high quality literature but I have fun reading them. Also I'm not the best judge of books in English because I'm not a native speaker. But I think there are a lot of books with great potential but not the best language. For example Witcher. The universe? Amazing. The ideas? Perfect. But the language? Ugh.

As for soundtrack. Tbh I don't really focus on the music in games, I literally dont hear them during the gameplay. I have to listen to them in YouTube or Spotify to actually hear them. But so far I like ezio trilogy, Venice rooftops, ezio trilogy from rogue and this main there (I think) of ac3. But I know them because people recommended them for me.

What about you? I'll gladly listen to your fave songs!