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EDIT DEC 2017: From time to time I have a look through my gallery. These days I noticed that I have to edit some slight mistakes in this picture. Altairs nose was behind her ear, what was not that correct in according to the perspective. So I edited this. Recently I also fall in love with the new Assassins Creed Origins. After christmas I definitely will play it after moving. And perhaps I will be that excited that I draw a new love picture. Let's see!

I decided to do a few artworks with the soft side of the Assassins. My last picture was about Connor and Aveline, this one is about Altair and Adha. My next one will be Ezio and Rosa (devoted to all those, who are so in love with him )

I have done this artwork, because I was very inspired by a fanfiction from (Altair: Eagle's Soul, Chapter 1-6) so I have chosen Adha as partner instead of Maria. She is a mysterious person, no one knows much about her, and this is the reason, why I like her.
It is the first night Altair had with Adha in a small Assassin fort in a stormy rainy night, where she tried her second seducement on Altair. And this second time he lost completely control. I love that story. YOU HAVE TO READ IT!.

Enjoy it!

© Original Characters by Ubisoft
© Artistic depiction by me
Fanfiction Altair: Eagle's Soul4Chapter 4
A small Assassin stop point Summer 1188 CE
The stiff wind that blew in from the west fluttered the man’s clothes as he watched the sunset from the tower of the little fortress, a little watch post along the less known route to the crossing of the Euphrates that the smugglers used or merchants who did not want to declare their goods at customs or pay a bridge toll.
The wind cut at his face, making his black eyes water. His focused gaze was broken and he looked down at the small yard below, elevated high over the plain which was empty of all but grass. Little travel – not many passed this way for obvious reasons of keeping the authorities in the dark as to any paths that might be made. He’d seen a few men and mules but not a major caravan.
What he’d heard had been worse. He’d stopped a few of those travelers, his white robes enough to at least make them fear him. They knew Assassins hid here in these hills – usually they were left alone but if they

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Description
EDIT DEC 2017: From time to time I have a look through my gallery. These days I noticed that I have to edit some slight mistakes in this picture. Altairs nose was behind her ear, what was not that correct in according to the perspective. So I edited this. Recently I also fall in love with the new Assassins Creed Origins. After christmas I definitely will play it after moving. And perhaps I will be that excited that I draw a new love picture. Let's see!

I decided to do a few artworks with the soft side of the Assassins. My last picture was about Connor and Aveline, this one is about Altair and Adha. My next one will be Ezio and Rosa (devoted to all those, who are so in love with him )

I have done this artwork, because I was very inspired by a fanfiction from (Altair: Eagle's Soul, Chapter 1-6) so I have chosen Adha as partner instead of Maria. She is a mysterious person, no one knows much about her, and this is the reason, why I like her.
It is the first night Altair had with Adha in a small Assassin fort in a stormy rainy night, where she tried her second seducement on Altair. And this second time he lost completely control. I love that story. YOU HAVE TO READ IT!.

Enjoy it!

© Original Characters by Ubisoft
© Artistic depiction by me
Fanfiction Altair: Eagle's Soul4Chapter 4
A small Assassin stop point Summer 1188 CE
The stiff wind that blew in from the west fluttered the man’s clothes as he watched the sunset from the tower of the little fortress, a little watch post along the less known route to the crossing of the Euphrates that the smugglers used or merchants who did not want to declare their goods at customs or pay a bridge toll.
The wind cut at his face, making his black eyes water. His focused gaze was broken and he looked down at the small yard below, elevated high over the plain which was empty of all but grass. Little travel – not many passed this way for obvious reasons of keeping the authorities in the dark as to any paths that might be made. He’d seen a few men and mules but not a major caravan.
What he’d heard had been worse. He’d stopped a few of those travelers, his white robes enough to at least make them fear him. They knew Assassins hid here in these hills – usually they were left alone but if they

You are not authorized to use this art. It is not available for photomanips, stock, videos, icons, etc.