This-Is-Our-Creed

"A toast, my family and friends, to glory." Cesare's proclamation rang out over the dining hall. His companions all held their goblets high overhead waiting to cheer his declaration. "To the glory of victory to come both foreign and domestic. To the pride in our souls, and the desire in our hearts," A pair of familiar hazel eyes caught his gaze from across the table. Vittoria Colonna had proven herself the talented ally, diplomat, and to Cesare's dismay and charm, the most irresistible challenge. She returned his gaze with an understanding smirk; his reference was obviously intended for her benefit. Although, there were some who found their

October, 1476. Firenze. Italia. The people's shouts filled the air with a haunting resonance. He couldn't see what stood at the center of the frenzied mass, but he didn't need to see to know. His feet carried him closer to the podium and through the clumped mass before him. It was early October, the fall season in full swing upon the Italian city-state of Firenze. And today, three men stood upon the gallows awaiting the swift hand of fate to claim their lives as prize. "Giovanni Auditore," A voice boomed out over the indecipherable shouts of the mob. The mention of his father's name stopped Ezio dead in his tracks. His heart beat quickene