Sibrand, like others I've slain, was convinced his brothers would bring peace to the land by freeing the people from the shackles of faith. This stranger Brotherhood seeks the same as the assassins. But their methods are too brutal and imprecise. I admit, I am torn. While I can appreciate their goals, I view with disfavor the way in which they seek to realize them. Still, this situation raises questions. If we want the same thing, should we not be working together? Perhaps Al Mualim can explain.
Altaïr made his way to the docks, and saw the effects of Sibrand's paranoia, as the man cut down a scholar, thinking him an Assassin. Altaïr made his way aboard Sibrand's personal ship, and assassinated him.
Altaïr entered the docks, and witnessed Sibrand harassing a scholar.
- Scholar: You are mistaken, Master Sibrand. I would never propose violence against any man an-and most certainly not against you!
- Sibrand: So you say! And yet no one here will vouch for you! What am I to make of this?
- Scholar: I-I live a simple life, my lord. As with all men of the cloth, it is not for us to call attention to ourselves.
- Sibrand: Perhaps. Or perhaps they do not know you because you are not a man of God but an Assassin!
Sibrand pushed the scholar down to the ground.
- Scholar: Never!
- Sibrand: You wear the same robes!
- Scholar: They cover themselves as we do! It is only to instill uncertainty and fear; you must not give in!
- Sibrand: Are you calling me a coward?! Challenging my authority?! Are you perhaps hoping to turn my own knights against me?!
- Scholar: No, no, no! No! I-I don't understand why-why you're doing this to me! I've done nothing wrong!
- Sibrand: I don't recall accusing you of any wrongdoing, which makes your outburst rather odd. Is it the presence of guilt that compels a confession?!
He pushed the scholar once more.
- Scholar: But I confess nothing!
- Sibrand: Ah, defiant to the very end.
- Scholar: What do you mean?
- Sibrand: William and Garnier were too confident, and they paid for this with their lives. I won't make the same mistake! If you truly are a man of God, then surely the creator will provide for you! Let him stay my hand!
- Scholar: You've gone mad! Will none of you come forward to stop this? He is clearly poisoned by his own fear, compelled to see enemies where none exist!
Sibrand drew his sword.
- Sibrand: Seems the people share my concern. What I do, I do for Acre!
Sibrand then cut down the scholar, killing him.
- Sibrand: Stay vigilant, men. Report any suspicious activity to the guard. I doubt we've seen the last of these Assassins. Persistent bastards! Now get back to work!
Sibrand then retreated to his personal vessel, shouting from the deck.
- Sibrand: Fine! If none will lift a hand in defense of your Master, I'll take care of this heathen myself!
He blindly fired arrows from his ship, which distracted him, allowing Altaïr to move aboard and assassinate him.
- Sibrand: Please, don't do this.
- Altaïr: You are afraid.
- Sibrand: Of course I am afraid!
- Altaïr: But you'll be safe now. Held in the arms of your God.
- Sibrand: Have my brothers taught you nothing? I know what waits for me, for all of us.
- Altaïr: If not your God, then what?
- Sibrand: Nothing. Nothing waits. And that is what I fear.
- Altaïr: You don't believe.
- Sibrand: How could I given what I know? What I've seen? Our treasure was the proof.
- Altaïr: Proof of what?
- Sibrand: That this life is all we have!
- Altaïr: Linger a while longer then, and tell me of the part you were to play.
- Sibrand: A blockade by sea, to keep the fool kings and queens from sending reinforcements. Once we... once we...
- Altaïr: Conquered the Holy Land?
- Sibrand: Freed it, you fool! From the tyranny of faith.
- Altaïr: Freedom?! You worked to overthrow cities, control men's minds, murdered any who spoke against you!
- Sibrand: I followed my orders, believing in my cause. Same as you.
Altaïr escaped the harbor and returned to the Bureau.
- Jabal: Altaïr! You've caused quite a stir.
- Altaïr: I've done as requested. Sibrand's life is ended.
- Jabal: So it is, so it is. You should ride for Masyaf and inform Al Mualim of your success.
- Altaïr: Yes... I should return and speak to him... Of this and other things.
- Jabal: Is everything alright, my friend? You seem... distant.
- Altaïr: It's nothing, Rafiq. Just a lot on my mind.
- Jabal: Talk to me, then. Let me help.
- Altaïr: I need to make sense of this myself first. But thank you for the offer.
- Jabal: It is the men you kill, isn't it? You feel... something for them.
- Altaïr: How?
- Jabal: Ah, my friend, you are not meant to enjoy these grim tasks. Regret, uncertainty, sympathy - this is to be expected.
- Altaïr: I should not fear these feelings?
- Jabal: You should embrace them! They are what keep you human.
- Altaïr: What if I'm wrong? What if these men are not meant to die? What if they mean well? Misguided perhaps, but pure in motive.
- Jabal: I am but a Rafiq, Altaïr, and such things are beyond me. Perhaps Al Mualim can help you to make sense of it.
- Altaïr: Yes, perhaps. Thank you, Rafiq.
- Jabal: It is my pleasure to have served one as skilled as you.
Altaïr then left the Bureau and returned to Masyaf.
- Al Mualim: Welcome home, child. What news?
- Altaïr: Another of the named is put to rest.
- Al Mualim: Then it would appear your work is nearly complete, and your status restored.
- Altaïr: A question, Master. If I may?
- Al Mualim: Ask and I will answer.
- Altaïr: Why these men? Jubair and Sibrand?
- Al Mualim: Ah, don't you see? They pave the way for change. Ensure threats both old and new are not given cause to intervene.
- Altaïr: To weaken them is to weaken our enemy. I suppose that makes sense.
- Al Mualim: Were these men to continue their work, our work would quickly be undone.
- Altaïr: How is that? We've caused them much grief.
- Al Mualim: We strike at the arms, yes. But this is a hydra that you face, and it is quick to replace that which is severed.
- Altaïr: Then we should lop off its head and be done with this.
- Al Mualim: Soon, soon. We are close. Only one more man stands between us and our ultimate goal.
- Altaïr: I'll return to my work. The sooner this last man dies, the sooner I might face our true enemy.
- Al Mualim: Before you go, I have a question for you.
- Altaïr: Of course.
- Al Mualim: What is the truth?
- Altaïr: We place faith in ourselves. We see the world the way it really is, and hope that one day all mankind might see the same.
- Al Mualim: What is the world then?
- Altaïr: An illusion. One which we can either submit to, as most do, or transcend.
- Al Mualim: What is it to transcend?
- Altaïr: To recognize nothing is true and everything is permitted. That laws arise not from divinity, but reason. I understand now that our Creed does not command us to be free. It commands us to be wise.
- Al Mualim: Do you see now why the Templars are a threat?
- Altaïr: Where as we would dispel the illusion, they would use it to rule.
- Al Mualim: Yes. To reshape the world in an image more pleasing to them. That is why I sent you to steal their treasure. That is why I keep it locked away. And that is why you kill them. So long as even one survives, so too does their desire to create a New World Order. Take your equipment, seek out this last man. With his death, Robert de Sablé will at last be vulnerable.
- Altaïr: It will be done.
- Al Mualim: Safety and peace upon you, Altaïr.
Altaïr assassinated Sibrand and returned to Masyaf to report on his progress.
- A glitch could appear in which Sibrand would not be wearing his helmet while he was on the boat.