[The sound of someone's voice had Altaïr jerking around to see how had snuck up on him without his knowing. However, he was met with only empty space.
It takes him a moment to remember that the Journal he'd been given can send voices as well as the written word, and he fishes it out of his robes. Sure enough, it was working.]
What I said is not worth repeating. Nor is it to be used in any sort of company. The language is called Arabic. [Or at least that's what the Crusaders called it.]
[voice]
It takes him a moment to remember that the Journal he'd been given can send voices as well as the written word, and he fishes it out of his robes. Sure enough, it was working.]
What I said is not worth repeating. Nor is it to be used in any sort of company. The language is called Arabic. [Or at least that's what the Crusaders called it.]