| description = ''Our story began on the down-and-out isle of [[Kephallonia]], when [[Kassandra]] was greeted by two parties: one friendly, and one not. The information they both brought with them, however, was news to her.''
| description = ''Our story began on the down-and-out isle of [[Kephallonia]], when [[Kassandra]] was greeted by two parties: one friendly, and one not. The information they both brought with them, however, was news to her.''
Markos:You have to forget what you know about the past, my friend—together, we will revolutionize wine making! Believe me, you will look back on this day and—
Kassandra nudged him from behind.
Markos:Kassandra, thank the gods—Phoibe found you in time.
The farmer walked away, muttering under his breath.
Kassandra:Duris? How stupid can you get? Stop giving him money!
Markos:He always pays me back.
Kassandra:After I threaten him.
Markos:Exactly—everybody benefits. Duris gets his money. I get my interest—and you have work. Kephallonia is wonderful, is it not?
Kassandra:Duris? Again? Why do you keep lending him money?
Markos:He's a loyal friend. I don't want his family to starve.
Kassandra:You're a good friend, but you're bad with money.
(If players choose "Where is Duris?")
Kassandra:Where can I find Duris?
Markos:In a shop in Sami overlooking the docks—you know this Kassandra.
Kassandra:Will he be there?
Markos:You mistake me for the Pythia. I couldn't possibly know.
(If players choose "How should I handle this?")
Kassandra:How do you want to handle this one?
Markos:Not like you handled that olive oil business. That was—that was too much.
Kassandra:I got the money.
Markos:And now we'll never get any more from him. If you kill them all, nobody benefits. Threatening them and maybe more... Breaking things, certainly. Seal the money if you have to, but don't robe me of my customers. Unless you can't avoid it. These things happen.
(If players choose "I want my drachmae.")
Kassandra:He'd better have my money, Markos. I'd hate to have to sell our vineyard.
Markos:Of course he will! Oh, after there's another matter I want to discuss with you. After.
Kassandra:Fine, but I'm taking a horse. It's too hot and too long a walk to go on foot.
Markos:But—
Markos and Kassandra approached the nearby stables.
(Note: Despite the descriptions, there is no difference between the horses except for color.)
Markos:A, uh, a fine choice. But, this particular breed has a few... quirks that you might not be aware of. I wouldn't want you to take an unworthy horse.
Kassandra:This is the one I want.
Markos:Are you sure, because—
Kassandra:I'm sure, Markos.
Markos:Everybody benefits. Especially you! You've chosen the great Phobos. He's never let me down!
Kassandra:Phobos.
Markos:Remember, meet me at the temple in Sami when you have, uh, your money from Duris.
Markos:Yes, go. But don't forget about dear Duris, Kassandra!
Outcome
Kassandra defended herself against thugs sent by the Cyclops. Later, she reluctantly agreed to help Markos reclaiming his money, not before learning of Phoibe's captured by the Cyclops' thugs.