Acre, 27th May 1291
The End is near.
The City fell nine days ago and now the Mamluks have the control of all...except this little fortress: the Templars headquarters.
We are besieged, few Chevaliers, some Initiates like me and many civilians.
For days the Mamluks have been digging under the fortress to make a breach...it is only a matter of time before they attack.
I fear this will be my last night on Earth, i will never see Paris again.
I entrust my Soul to Notre Dame, The Saint Virgin Mary, may She intercede for my sins and make my death worth.