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The Farmer (died 1497) was one of Girolamo Savonarola's nine Lieutenants, men put in charge to help Savonarola rule Florence, during the Bonfire of the Vanities.
Biography
Rise to power
Savonarola gave the Farmer control of the fields, and other farms' resources and food supply. Without hay or resources, the citizens' farm animals had no nutrients, thus hampering other farmers' labor yield, and source of income. Doing this, Savonarola successfully interrupted Florence's food supply.
Death
The assassin Ezio Auditore found the Farmer patrolling his fields on the outskirts of the city, along with a small contingent of guards. Ezio could choose from many different approaches, and he managed to assassinate the Farmer quickly, thus weakening Savonarola's hold on Florence.
Speech
"Your orders are simple - keep watch over these fields and ensure no harm comes to the bundles of fieno. It may seem a mundane task, but it is critical nonetheless! Without this most basic resource, they'll lose the means to resist. They will be forced to stand down. Already many have fallen into line. They require Food, Shelter, Warmth. And all of these things born of fieno! I hear you grumbling. You think this post a waste of time. But you must understand - our very existence depends upon keeping all of this secure! You don't believe me, do you? Let me explain... The fieno feeds out horses. They, in turn, pull our carts - which transport goods to other cities - where trade is conducted. In this way our economy is made to thrive! Then there is the livestock. Cattle and sheep require fieno for substance. And as you know, they provide us with all manner of things: wool, meat, and milk to name a few. Do you see, then? Why the fieno must not fall into enemy hands? So do not dismiss the work you do here. It is vital to our continued success."
Final Words
Ezio: You would have let your own people starve! And for what?
Farmer: Too long I suffered their insults. They called me simple and low-class... I wanted their respect.
Ezio: I'm afraid you do not have mine. Per quanto sia penoso il trapasso, lieto sarà il tuo sonno. Requiescat in pace. (Though the passing may be painful, it will be a gentle sleep. Rest in peace.)