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AC-Doctrina:: Mehdi El-Amin by mkMorreaux AC-Doctrina:: Mehdi El-Amin by mkMorreaux
:iconac-doctrina: Assassin Application

I have a large group of male OCs of diverse racial backgrounds. And now I can proudly say, I've made my very first ever African! Granted, in this world, he's of Turkish descent, an African Arab.

ROLE PLAY: If you want to RP with Mehdi, you can (1) comment RP here, (2) Note-RP with me, (3) or ask me for my Skype or MSN. My timezone is GMT + 8.


"I smile so they know Death is coming - and that he will be kind."

Birth Name: Mehdi El-Amin
Christian Name: Benedetto Pastore
Birth Date: 9 November
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Height: 6’2” (1.88 m)
Weight: 220 lbs (100 kg)
Birthplace: Alexandria, Egypt
Ethnicity: African Arab
Occupation: Medico
Rank: Assistente
Stats: HP 5 (+20) | STR 7 | DEF 4 (+9) | DEX 8 | AGI 6 (+11)

Equipment: Training Weapons, Leather Armour, Red Scarf
Storage: ---

Florins: SEE account in BANK - [link]

Likes: rooibos tea, the sight of the sea, new medical texts, Qatayef (sweet dumplings with cream and nuts), little children
Dislikes: burnt meat, ale, confinement, being lied to, people not taking his medical advice, being helpless

Mehdi is a gentle soul at his very core. He loves to see life going on, loves to see children at play. He is a creator more than a destroyer and though he seems bookish, he wakes early to train his body daily after his morning prayers. He sometimes gives discounts to clients if he knows they are too poor to pay or that they are in desperate need. To those who belittle him, especially European traders in the city of Constantinople, he acts neutral and treats them with the kindness he shows to all his other clients.

No one would ever really suspect him of being an assassin. Not outright. But if one observes, one will recall that the best medicines can come from the deadliest of poisons. One will recall that the steady hand that can cut into a person and soothe and sew up wounds can also cut into and end a life. Mehdi believes in justice, that the One God will see that it is done at the right time. He will be its instrument for the sake of his brother and his father – and for the Brotherhood.


Born on a Turkish spice merchant’s ship at the time docked in Alexandria, Egypt, the young babe named Mehdi El-Amin’s first breaths were of the salty air of the sea. It was his father’s ship and he the thus spent the first, most innocent stage of his life visiting the different ports of Anatolia, Egypt, Macedonia, Greece. It was the height of the Ottoman Empire’s expansion and power and he had all opportunities at his fingertips.

His older half-brother was a renegade and had left home in his early teens (he was ten years older than Mehdi) to ride with raiders against Christian men in the Adriatic Sea. It was therefore Mehdi who his father was breeding to take over the family trading business. But the boy he had his hopes pinned on had another path to tread. In his Travels, Mehdi had come to see all the poor and the lame, the ill and the dying at the docks. He had a keen eye and these could not be hidden from him. He turned his head away from the abacus and the ledgers of trade goods and took up the study of the old Greco-Roman medical texts.

When he was in his teens, his older brother came to the ship. A physician was the thing that he and his raiders needed, and doctor was better-trusted than one of your own blood? Ever the pacifist and still at the time an innocent in his own way, Mehdi sailed with his brother as a raider, a pirate, and the physician among thieves and ruffians. He learned to live with the violence, though he himself would not kill a man unless he knew the man would show him no mercy either.

He was a raider for nearly ten years, dissecting their fallen companions to learn human anatomy and using what he knew in order to treat the living. At every port they stopped at, he learned as much as he could about the medicines and poisons of the region, for even the most poisonous of plants had medical properties and could heal if used the right way.

When Mehdi was twenty-one, his brother and fellow raiders got involved in a brawl at the port of Otranto in Italy. A group of Knights of the Temple dispersed the riot and killed off the rowdier ruffians – including Mehdi’s brother. The young man took up a sword and attempted to fight the Templar who had killed his brother. It was all he could do for the brother no healing art could save. He was knocked out, though, and thought that when his eyes closed, he would never open them again.

Instead, Mehdi was taken to Rome to be made into a Christian man, baptized and given a new name. His unruly hair was shaved off and he was taken to the Templars as a ward, closely watched but still allowed to practice medicine. He came to accept his new station and believed that there was a purpose to his being taken there. Eventually, the idea of a perfect society began to appeal to him, though he harbored a desire to find the Templar who had killed his brother and take vengeance on him still.

He took the oath of the brotherhood after two years. He was to be both fighter and healer to them. He was content in this, serving in the heart of Rome, doing as bid without question or qualm. He had formed no close friendships with the brothers, because of his dark features and his past as an infidel, but he found them genial enough company. He made himself feel comfortable around them, was kind as he healed their wounds, fought by them thee few times he was sent afield. But one day, he found just how much of an outcast he truly was. A man’s allegiance did not dictate the goodness of his heart; Mehdi had forgotten that in his years with the Templars and now was paying the price. In Milan he was set upon by some of his supposed brothers of the order, accused of being a heathen sorcerer. After a time in their captivity, they made plans to geld him. He escaped by sheer chance, though not unharmed. He nursed the wound on his privates on a ship sailing to Constantinople.

He turned himself from the red cross and the white cloth, blending into the great city of the Ottomans. He cast off the name they had given him and began again to use the one his mother and father had given him. He set up a shop among the traders as an apothecary and a physician, all the while searching out word of his father and mother. Over the years, he’d lost contact with them, a part of him guilty he had forsaken their religion in his time in Italia. Now he found that they were dead: his mother of illness, but his father – his father had been set upon by another group of Templars in Sardinia, for reasons unknown.

Embittered but determined to keep his head low, Mehdi began making discreet inquiries. He could not do much, because of his profession and the limited contacts he had with Europeans. He was calm and serene on the outside, but over the next three years, deep within, he despaired. He was eventually approached by a discreet man who said he knew of a way that he could aid in his search for answers. Thus he became allied with the Brotherhood of Assassins. With their varied backgrounds, he found greater acceptance. Of deep friendships or even attempting such, he became wary though, recalling what had happened with the Templars. Some scars never heal, and the one they’d left him with had been deep.

The Assassins preached of a world where men were free and every flaw was part of life. This was the world they lived in, and no perfect society would ever compare. Mehdi bent the knee and officially joined the brotherhood. He was twenty-seven years old, in the year of the Lord Jesus Christ 1511.

Additional Information:
- Rastafarian dreadlocks were once a mark of an Ottoman warrior. When Mehdi turned from the Templars, he styled his hair in the way of his people, to remind himself of his origins.
- A small gray cat can be seen prowling about Mehdi’s apothecary. Hurting the cat always seems to bring some small misfortune on those who do so.
- Mehdi seldom allows himself the pleasures of the flesh, to avoid allowing others a glimpse of the great gash on his penis.

art © :iconmkmorreaux:
concept © Assassin's Creed, Ubisoft Montreal, Gameloft, Griptonite Games
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Mayhjeen Featured By Owner Jul 3, 2014
I would really like to rp as him because I could understand his sentiment I for one am both african and Muslim so that's down already so I can be authentic in dialogue when it comes to religion or culture .
zhugebeifong Featured By Owner Jul 30, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Nice. African Americans, Blacks, however you put it... They always have that Unique look to them that makes them look pretty cool. THIS, makes it look SO muck cooler.
mkMorreaux Featured By Owner Nov 1, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you! I'm glad you like how he looks! <3
zhugebeifong Featured By Owner Nov 1, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Of course! Thank you for making such great work!
TheStrayLiger Featured By Owner Sep 18, 2012  Student General Artist
OMG he's so cool :la:! His story is original, his design is awesome and... he's... kinda hot too :icononionnosebleedplz:
mkMorreaux Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Hahah, thank you, dear! I'm glad his story strikes you as original! Hahaha, this is a pretty old pic of him now and I'm actually working on a revamp with a hotter outfit - and a bit of skin to show, too~
TheStrayLiger Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2012  Student General Artist
Wheeee :la: can't wait to see it :iconblushplz:
Captain-Ves Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Must say. I've been stalking this fellow from the veeeery beginning. He's just...amazing. I really want to meet him sometime xD~
mkMorreaux Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Aw shucks! Hahaha, I feel almost embarrassed about that! *red* Maybe we can arrange a meeting sometime? I normally do RP nowadays through notes coz of timezone, but lesse what we can work out? :heart:
OhGodOfWriting Featured By Owner Sep 10, 2012
This character is amazing, as is your writing. Are you still looking for role plays?
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