Elias stood before the gateway, his grey eyes moving across it's shimmering surface as if he were looking through a window, no expression showing on his face other than complete calm. His body spoke of a person at peace, completely still and silent. He closed his eyes, breathing deeply, his heart rate picking up slightly in his chest. Despite his completely stoic exterior, inwardly a battle of emotion raged. Excitement warred with apprehension which struggled against anticipation. He wore the standard uniform (http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2010/311/9/b/ezio_auditore__fan_made_by_lossaccio-d32cxrw.jpg) of his order. A shoulder cloak wrapped over his half of his chest and back.<br/>He moved his hands to the the bracers on his wrists and the sword on his belt, absentmindedly checking their presence as he prepared himself. Then, with another quiet, but deep, breath he strode forward confidently through the gate, into the unknown.