"Is everything ready?" The Templar, Luca, hired by James, asked the eight around him. Whilst they couldn't wear their heavy plated armour given to them as Templars, they at least had their weapons. Each one dressed as a clergyman of the Pathenon, the long robes able to hide their weapons and light leather and chainmail armour they had on. Although it disgusted them to dress in the robes of heretics, it was a time were it couldn't be helped as the only clothing that didn't stick out for what they needed.
The Tempalrs all checked their gear and nodded. The smallest of them walked carrying a bag over his shoulder. Hiding in an alley, he looked around to make sure no one saw him and threw the bag up. Jumping up, he tried to pull himself up, but after failing, another came over and gave him the help he needed.
