Rather limp ending awaits me, I fear.
Assassins Creed: Brotherhood. Whilst attempting to kill a guard that was passing by on this horse (I was on mine) with much poise and grace, I leapt from my saddle with by daggers blazing in the sun...
Missed the guard and his horse; momentum from the jump took me clean through and over a particular high part of the city to where both my legs were broken and death took me.
Songs shall be written about my heroic death. Songs, I tell thee!