I meant only to protect them.

“it seems your tongue has tasted sour grapes.  the people made their choice- and it WAS washington.” 

                                                      “the people chose nothing. it was done by a group of                                                              priviledged cowards seeking only to enrich themselves.                                                          they convened in private and made a decision that would                                                        benefit them. oh, they may have dressed it up with pretty                                                        words, but that does not make it true. the only difference,                                                        connor- the ONLY difference between myself and those                                                          you aid- is that i do not feign affection.”

                                           “ Dodgy, dodgy.                                                           I like it. ”

Haytham: Tell me about yourself, William.

Johnson: What’s to tell? I was born in Ireland to Catholic parents which I learned early in life, severely limited my opportunities. So I converted to Protestantism and journeyed here at the behest of my uncle.

But I fear my uncle Peter was not the swiftest of men. He sought to open trade with the Kanien’kehá:ka – but chose to build his settlement away from the trade routes instead of ON them. I tried to reason with the man… But…

As I said, not the swiftest. So I took what little money I’d earned and bought my own little plot of land. I built a home, a farm, a store, and a mill. Humble beginnings – but well situated, which made all the difference.

Haytham: So this is how you came to know the Mohawk?

Johnson: Indeed. And it has proved a valuable relationship.

Haytham: But still no mention from your contacts of the precursor site? No hidden temple or ancient constructs?

Johnson: Yes and no. Which is to say - they have their fair share of sacred sites - Earthen mounds, forest clearings, hidden caves… but nothing matching what you described. No strange metals, no… odd glows.

Haytham: Hmm. It is well hidden.

Johnson: Even to them, it seems. But cheer up, my friend. You’ll have your precursor treasure. I swear it.

Haytham: To our success, then.