*'''Kassandra:''' ''Who's smiling? I just heard where you got your drachmae for the vineyard. Are you out of your fucking mind?''
*'''Kassandra:''' ''Who's smiling? I just heard where you got your drachmae for the vineyard. Are you out of your fucking mind?''
*'''Markos:''' ''We can get the money back! C-Can't we? I'm sure it's possible!''
*'''Markos:''' ''We can get the money back! C-Can't we? I'm sure it's possible!''
(If players choose "We can try.")
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|-|It's impossible.=
*'''Kassandra:''' ''You've made an idiotic promise, Markos. One we can't keep.''
*'''Markos:''' ''I thought you were invicible.''
*'''Kassandra:''' ''Maybe I am. But you're not.''
|-|We can try.=
*'''Kassandra:''' ''It will take a ''lot'' of work. And even then I'm not sure.''
*'''Kassandra:''' ''It will take a ''lot'' of work. And even then I'm not sure.''
*'''Markos:''' ''We have no option but to try!''
*'''Markos:''' ''We have no option but to try!''
*'''Kassandra:''' ''Then ''you'd'' better be willing to help. I won't do all the dirty work.''
*'''Kassandra:''' ''Then ''you'd'' better be willing to help. I won't do all the dirty work.''
|-|We'll get the drachmae.=
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*'''Markos:''' ''I long for the old days! Remember them? They were simple! You had nothing - young and alone - and I had everything. And I gave you the world! Kephallonia - in the palm of your hand!''
*'''Markos:''' ''I long for the old days! Remember them? They were simple! You had nothing - young and alone - and I had everything. And I gave you the world! Kephallonia - in the palm of your hand!''
Kassandra again was pulled back into a memory.
Kassandra again was pulled back into a memory.
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*'''Drucilla:''' ''I need that wood, Markos. These new bows will be the talk of the island. I can't make anything with those bandit ''malákes'' stopping the wood shipments.''
*'''Drucilla:''' ''I need that wood, Markos. These new bows will be the talk of the island. I can't make anything with those bandit ''malákes'' stopping the wood shipments.''
*'''Markos:''' ''Of course you can't. Why, I was just filling my friend Kassandra in on the details. She already has a plan to deal with these bandits.''
*'''Markos:''' ''Of course you can't. Why, I was just filling my friend Kassandra in on the details. She already has a plan to deal with these bandits.''
*'''Markos:''' ''What did I tell you? (He/She) will leave no stone unturned.''
*'''Markos:''' ''What did I tell you? She will leave no stone unturned.''
|-|...=
Kassandra looked in disbelief.
*'''Markos:''' ''She's the silent but deadly type!''
|-|No, I don't.=
*'''Kassandra:''' ''I don't know what you're talking about.''
*'''Drucilla:''' ''Of all the fucking phonies, Karkos!''
*'''Markos:''' ''Oh, she's just playing! It's a little game we have.''
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*'''Drucilla:''' ''I don't care ''who'' does it, but someone better gut those bandits. ''Today''.''
*'''Drucilla:''' ''I don't care ''who'' does it, but someone better gut those bandits. ''Today''.''
*'''Markos:''' ''A wonderful idea. I for one, ah, need to rush home. Kassandra, I've cooked up a plan for our Cyclops dilemma. See me when you have time.''
*'''Markos:''' ''A wonderful idea. I for one, ah, need to rush home. Kassandra, I've cooked up a plan for our Cyclops dilemma. See me when you have time.''
Revision as of 10:47, 16 April 2019
Deby Collector was a virtual representation of one of Kassandra's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan through the Portable Animus HR-8.5.
Kassandra arrived in Sami, finding Duris at his shop.
Duris:Get your pots here! Good for the whole family!
Kassandra approached Duris.
Kassandra:Hello, Duris. Business looks good.
Duris:Tell Markos to come down here himself if he wants his money.
Kassandra:But I'm here now.
Duris:Look, I was a little late paying. Now Markos says I owe him double because of interest. I don't have it to spare!
Kassandra:You should have thought of that when you borrowed the drachmae, Duris.
Duris:But, my family -
Kassandra:It's hot. I'm in a bad mood, and you're going to pay. We both know it. The question is, what do I break first - you or your merchandise.
Kassandra:Double? That's robbery.
Duris:That's what I told Markos.
Kassandra:You know him, he's... extreme. If you pay him, this will all be over with.
Duris:You tell Markos I've paid enough already! I won't bow to - to - to a mercenary! Or to someone foolish enough to borrow money from the Cyclops.
Kassandra:From the Cyclops? That's how he bought his vineyard?
Duris:Look, I know you'd be dead without Markos - what with him taking you off the street as a kid. But you know what he's doing is crazy!
Kassandra:Maláka! Still, that doesn't change the drachmae you owe.
Duris:Face it - once the Cyclops gets hold of you, you'll both be dead!
Duris:All right, all right! I'll pay you! Just stop! Fine! The money is yours. Just leave!
Kassandra:Pleasure doing business with you, Duris.
Duris:Keep my name off your lips! I don't want the Cyclops coming after me for the debt you can't pay.
Kassandra attacked Duris.
Duris:Ah, that hurts! Stop, I'll pay you, stop!
Duris handed over the drachmae.
Kassandra:You're right about that. Forget the drachmae. Markos and I need to have a little talk.
Duris:You're letting me go? Then at least take this sword. Nothing special, but it's better than that rusty one you've got.
Kassandra:With the Cyclops involved, I'll need it.
Duris:You better set Markos straight. Or you're both dead!
Kassandra made the trip back to Markos' Vineyard, just in time to overhear a conversation between one of the Cyclops's brutes and Markos.
Brute:You're running out of time until the Cyclops comes for you, maláka. He wants his money.
Markos:Could I have an extension?
Brute:When he sails back to Kephallonia, he'll come and break you as soon as he docks. If you don't get it.
Markos:Now, let's be civil -
Brute:You can't hide behind your glorious misthios forever, Markos. He'll kill you, the mercenary, and that little runt girl that hangs around.
Markos:Of course! Not a problem! I-I'll get the drachmae!
Brute:Good. Or I'll come and watch the Cyclops feed you to his goats.
Mithios walked up just as the Brute departed.
Markos:Ah, Kassandra! I-I can tell from the smile on your face Duris has paid you your drachmae.
Kassandra:Who's smiling? I just heard where you got your drachmae for the vineyard. Are you out of your fucking mind?
Markos:We can get the money back! C-Can't we? I'm sure it's possible!
Kassandra:You've made an idiotic promise, Markos. One we can't keep.
Markos:I thought you were invicible.
Kassandra:Maybe I am. But you're not.
Kassandra:It will take a lot of work. And even then I'm not sure.
Markos:We have no option but to try!
Kassandra:Then you'd better be willing to help. I won't do all the dirty work.
Markos:I long for the old days! Remember them? They were simple! You had nothing - young and alone - and I had everything. And I gave you the world! Kephallonia - in the palm of your hand!
Kassandra again was pulled back into a memory.
Myrrine:KASSANDRA...!
Young Kassandra:Ah!
Kassandra pulled herself to her feet, finding fire around her, as well as the head of a spear lying on the ground. She took the spear, running through the forest with Ikaros flying overhead. Coming to a boat on the water's edge, she took it, pushing it out to see. A storm later destroyed the boat, and she washed ashore to be discovered by Markos.
Markos:Don't see fishies like you everyday, eh? You hungry? How about we make a deal? I do something for you, you do a few things for me... Everybody wins. Best offer you're gonna get! Think about it!
Young Kassandra:...wait!
As the memory fades with the pair walking off togather up the beach, Kassandra returned to the present.
Kassandra:Kephallonia. Some gift.
Markos:You were nothing with Markos, and look how far we've come! From an orphan on the streets to a misthios with a hovel.
Kassandra:And now the Cyclops will take everything away. I can't protect you from him forever. He'll kill me too.
Markos:Oh, don't be scared of him! Look at you!
Kassandra:How could I go up against him? With what weapons? A rusty spear? A broken bow?
Drucilla:There you are! Skulking around a temple won't save you from me, Markos.
Markos:Drucilla! I was just talking about you.
Kassandra:You were?
Drucilla:I need that wood, Markos. These new bows will be the talk of the island. I can't make anything with those bandit malákes stopping the wood shipments.
Markos:Of course you can't. Why, I was just filling my friend Kassandra in on the details. She already has a plan to deal with these bandits.
Kassandra:You know me. Always prepared.
Markos:What did I tell you? She will leave no stone unturned.
Kassandra looked in disbelief.
Markos:She's the silent but deadly type!
Kassandra:I don't know what you're talking about.
Drucilla:Of all the fucking phonies, Karkos!
Markos:Oh, she's just playing! It's a little game we have.
Drucilla:I don't care who does it, but someone better gut those bandits. Today.
Markos:A wonderful idea. I for one, ah, need to rush home. Kassandra, I've cooked up a plan for our Cyclops dilemma. See me when you have time.
Kassandra and Dricilla were then left alone.
Kassandra:If you want your wood, you'll have to fix my broken bow first.
Drucilla:Hmm. I usually only pay when the deed is done, but shit's moving at a snail's pace. Follow me.
As they departed to Drucilla's shop, they struck up a conversation.
Drucilla:War's brewing. Then Athenians need good bows if they want to hold off the Spartans.
Kassandra:Everybody benefits, I guess.
Drucilla:Who are you, Markos? You should be tired of this small-time shit. You'd make a fortune in this war. Plus, I hear you're a secret Spartan.
Kassandra:That was a long time ago. I'm a Kephallonian.
They arrived at Drucilla's shop.
Drucilla:Hand it over.
Later on, Drucilla returned.
Drucilla:There you go, good as new! That bow is as strong as Herakles himself. Give it a try.
Outcome
Kassandra freed Phoibe, learning that a mercenary named Talos had been sent after her. After confronting Duris, she learned Markos borrowed drachmae from the Cyclops to purchase the vineyard.
