Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150222053440/@comment-5614539-20150302031014

Altari soon made his way to a small waterfall. At the base of it, in the mist, an image of his father was transplanted.

"Father." Altair said, nodding.

"Indeed. I heard of your coming battle. I leave you these." Talion said. "Best of luck, Altair..." as he faded away.

In the waterfall was Talion's sword and armour. Altair stripped down and dove into the freezing cold water, grabbing them and clawing his way back to the surface. He leaned on the side and gasped for b reath, as the icy shock of the water had forced it from him.