3 May 2006 Ubisoft has announced Assassin’s Creed for PS3 - the latest project currently in development at the publisher’s Montreal studio.[…]
Assassin’s Creed is a stealth/action epic set at the height of the Third Crusade in 12th-century Jerusalem, and seems to borrow elements from both Splinter Cell and Prince of Persia. As an acrobatic young killer named Altair, players will work for the Assassins, a secret society dedicated to ending the Crusade.
—How Assassin’s Creed characters delivered Christmas gifts From sky till sea, Before the morning comes
The Sentences topside on the illustrations are Christmas greetings in each countries though, I’m not living any those nations (little sad), so if I was wrong, I’m so sorry and please say to me then I’ll fix it quickly as possible! (Italian→French→Lebanese
Also, Sorry if your favorite character is not here :(
+++ I changed Aveline and Gérald’s Christmas greetings. French is more
appropriate and I’m so sorry that was so big mistake ;-; I was totally wrong T-T Thanks to @
r-stern you’re so nice and genius! +++ I changed Altaïr and Malik’s card too! It must be written from right side and I used wrong sentence. Thank you @bottleassassin! You guys so awesome! +++ I changed
Altaïr and Malik’s card again! I misunderstood point T-T; I did not use wrong sentence, but when I typed in Photoshop, Photoshop suddenly reversed this sentence! So I should have reversed, not just line up from right side. Thanks to @bottleassassin, anon, and another anon again! Sorry about my foolishness and keep changing my art over and over ;-;(But this is important job, right?)
The Creed of the Assassin Brotherhood teaches us that nothing is forbidden to us. Once, I thought that meant we were free to do as we would. To pursue our ideals, no matter the cost. I understand now. Not a grant of permission. The Creed is a warning. Ideals too easily give way to dogma. Dogma becomes fanaticism. No higher power sits in judgement of us. No supreme being watches to punish us for our sins. In the end, only we ourselves can guard against our obsessions. Only we can decide whether the road we walk carries too high a toll. We believe ourselves redeemers, avengers, saviours. We make war on those who oppose us, and they in turn make war on us. We dream of leaving our stamp upon the world… even as we give our lives in a conflict that will be recorded in no history book. All that we do, all that we are, begins and ends with ourselves.