Holy Mission was a virtual representation of one of Basim Ibn Ishaq's genetic memories relived through the Animus.
Description[]
Basim overheard a monk pleading for help.
Dialogue[]
Basim found a monk near the Nestorian Monastery's burial grounds.
- Monk: Holy father, grant me guidance!
Basim approached the man.
- Basim: What grief moves you to invoke your god so openly?
- Monk: Ah! Perhaps my prayers have been answered. Could you help a humble monk pay his respects?
- Basim: You are well armed for a monk.
- Monk: I was a violent man in a former life, who now seeks to atone in service to God. Though I will admit, some of my old skills have served me well in performing His work.
- Basim: I can respect a warrior who has found a higher calling. What is your need?
- Monk: I seek a holy man buried in one of the older overgrown graves, but I cannot read the epitaphs written in your tongue.
- Basim: A simple enough task. I will see what I can find.
Basim investigated one of the epitaphs.
- Basim: "Benedict the Dark. A man of great appetites." I do not believe the Christians sanctify gluttony.
He investigated another.
- Basim: "Jon of Shiraz. He gambled more than he gained, but always shared his winnings." A generous man, but not one worthy of worship.
And another.
- Basim: "Theodore the Bold, who held nothing sacred but remained consistent in his actions." Admirable to some perhaps, but he does not have the sound of a saint.
Basim read the epitaph covered by overgrown branches.
- Basim: "Leo the Enlightened. His wisdom was only exceeded by his piousness." Ah, here is one deserving of some reverence.
He called out to the monk.
- Basim: Monk! I believe I have found your saint!
- Monk: God be praised! I must retrieve the bones before we are discovered.
- Basim: I thouhgt you were here to pay respects, not rob a grave.
- Monk: There is no theft. His bones belong to the Church and will do more good among the faithful than rotting in the ground.
- Basim: If your church has no objection, then who am I to judge?
- Monk: There is only One whose judgement matters, and I trust He will be forgiving.
A group of soldiers spotted Basim and the monk.
- Soldier: Hey! Stop what you are doing!
- Basim: Unfortunately, the Caliph's men are not so tolerant of unlicensed gravedigging.
- Soldier: Explain yourselves, you filthy shits, or die!
- Monk: They are guilty of worse crimes. God forgive me, but there are times when violence is the only answer.
The monk readied his weapon, as did the guards and Basim.
- Basim: On that, we are agreed.
- Monk: You know not what you do!
Basim and Monk defeated and killed the guards.
- Basim: There was no other way to resolve this. These kinds of men understand only violence and cruelty.
- Monk: You have performed God's Will, my friend. He will surely bless you with good fortune.
- Basim: I answer to another calling ... but I will not turn down a bit of extra luck.
Outcome[]
Basim helped the monk locate the remains of a saint.