Assassins of the Cross
ROBIN HAS A BLACK BAG over his head. He listens to people speaking in Arabic. They keep saying something repeatedly, Alamut. Something they say over and over again is Alamut. Alamut. Alamut must be found at the top of a mountain because my feet have been dragging up a steep rocky trail for a long while now. Robin is carried to the Assassin's fortress. The Assassins knock on a door. There is a wall guarding Alamut.
The wet green grass rubs in between Robin's toes. It feels nice. Within the grass-filled courtyard. There are four structures including the three-story castle with two places of worship. Robin's black bag is taken off in the gardens. There is a rather old Saracen man sitting in front of him cross-legged. He has a balding head with grey facial hair. He wea
