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'''Deby Collector''' was a virtual representation of one of [[Misthios]]'s genetic memories, relived by [[Layla Hassan]] through the Portable [[Animus|Animus HR-8]]. | '''Deby Collector''' was a virtual representation of one of [[Misthios]]'s genetic memories, relived by [[Layla Hassan]] through the Portable [[Animus|Animus HR-8.5]]. | ||
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Revision as of 20:20, 4 October 2018
Deby Collector was a virtual representation of one of Misthios's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan through the Portable Animus HR-8.5.
Description
Dialogue
Misthios rode down to Ktimene Beach where kidnappers took Phoibe,
- Misthios: There they are. I'll sneak up on the malakes.
- Phoibe: Lemme go!
- Rogue: Shut it, or I'll tighten those ropes!
- Brute: She'll make good ransom drachmae for the Cyclops.
- Phoibe: No one's gonna buy me from you. They're all poor.
- Misthios: Keep quiet, Phoiobe...
- Misthios: This tall grass will keep me hidden.
Misthios killed the approaching bandit.
- Misthios: Can't let the rest of those malakes get away.
After killing the remaining bandits, Misthios freed Phoibe.
- Phoibe: (Misthios)! I'm here! Untie me!
- Misthios: Are you all right?
- Phoibe: It wasn't so bad. Last time, they put a cloth in my mouth so I'd stop biting.
- Misthios: Phoibe, just... be careful. You're alone now, since -
- Phoibe: Since my parents died? I'm OK, I've got you! And you've got me and Markos. We're your family, right?
At this statement, Misthios drifted back in time to a memory involving Nikolaos and training.
- Nikolaos: You'll have to be stronger than that!
- Myrrine: Don't give in! Let him have it!
Myrrine then knocked Kassandra down from behind with her staff.
- Myrrine: Got you!
- Nikolaos: Again! Up!
- Young Kassandra: Yes, Pater.
- Nikolaos: A Spartan rises as soon as they've fallen. Ready your staff. Widen your stance. A soldier grounds themselves. Good, good. Approach me.
Kassandra screamed right before attacking.
- Myrrine: That's enough, Nikolaos. The sun's going down. Time to eat - don't you think?
Nikolaos waved Kassandra off, so Kassandra approached Myrinne and her baby.
- Young Kassandra: What are we eating tonight?
- Nikolaos: Tonight we are having baby Alexios. And what a feast he will be!
- Young Kassandra: No, not him! Take me instead, I'm tasty!
- Myrrine: Yes, yes, you're all sweet as honey, now, come inside. The lamb's turning black!
- Nikolaos: Here. Lay him in his bed.
- Young Kassandra: Yes, Pater.
- Nikolaos: Kassandra. You are my greatest pride. Remember that. You'll bring this family to glory. Go.
Misthios returned to the present.
- Misthios: Right.
- Phoibe: You worry too much.
- Misthios: You don't worry enough.
- Phoibe: We'll be all right if we watch out for each other. Which reminds me! The thugs said you should watch your back.
- Misthios: What'd they say?
- Phoibe: They said the Cyclops put a big bounty on you. Talos the Stone-Fist wants you dead.
- Misthios: Talos the mercenary? Am I ever not in trouble?
- Phoibe: Better get him before he gets you. I hear he's really mean. I'll find my way back to town. Chaire!
Phoibe ran off.
- Mithios: Talos the Stone-Fist? That's just what I need today. Another broken nose. I'm going to have to take care of that.
Misthios continued on, riding Phobos to Sami.
- Misthios: Sami. Duris will be at his shop.
Misthios entered the shop to confront Duris.
- Misthios: Hello, Duris. Business looks good.
- Duris: Tell Markos to come down here himself if he wants his money.
- Misthios: 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!
(If players choose "You're right. Double is too much.")
- Misthios: Double? That's robbery.
- Duris: That's what I told Markos.
- Misthios: 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.
- Misthios: 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!
(If players choose "I won't leave without the drachmae.")
- Misthios: Malaka! Still, that doesn't change the drachmae you owe.
- Duris: Face it - once the Cyclops gets hold of you, you'll both be dead!
(If players choose to break Duris's wares.)
- Duris: All right, all right! I'll pay you! Just stop! Fine! The money is yours. Just leave!
- Misthios: 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.
Misthios 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, malaka. 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, (Misthios)! I-I can tell from the smile on your face Duris has paid you your drachmae.
- Misthios: 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!
(If players choose "We can try.")
- Misthios: It will take a lot of work. And even then I'm not sure.
- Markos: We have no option but to try!
- Misthios: 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!
Misthios again was pulled back into a memory.
- Myrrine: (MISTHIOS)...!
- Young Misthios: 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 Misthios: ...wait!
As the memory fades with the pair walking off togather up the beach, Misthios returned to the present.
- Misthios: 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.
- Misthios: 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!
- Misthios: 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.
- Misthios: 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 malakes stopping the wood shipments.
- Markos: Of course you can't. Why, I was just filling my friend (Misthios) in on the details. (He/She) already has a plan to deal with these bandits.
(If players choose "You know me.")
- Misthios: You know me. Always prepared.
- Markos: What did I tell you? (He/She) will leave no stone unturned.
- 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. (Misthios), I've cooked up a plan for our Cyclops dilemma. See me when you have time.
Misthios and Dricilla were then left alone.
- Misthios: 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: These bows'll make me rush as Kroisos.
- Misthios: They're that good, are they?
- Drucilla: War's brewing. Then Athenians need good bows if they want to hold off the Spartans.
- Misthios: 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.
- Misthios: 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
Gallery
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Phoibe and her kidnappers
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Young Kassandra training
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Markos threatened
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Kassandra and potentially Ikaros