Civilian:I'm dying, misthios. I can feel it in my bones. But first, there's something I need to do. Will you help an old man fulfil his dying wish? I can offer you what drachmae I have left.
Kassandra:I won't deny an old man his final wish. What is it?
Civilian:I always promised my wife I'd take her to see the red flowers on the summit of the mountain in Zeus' Playground. It's a beautiful place—great view. But she met the ferryman before me, misthios. I never made good on my promise. It was always one thing or another, you know? Children, war, what have you.
Kassandra:If you'd tried harder, she might have gotten to see the view.
Civilian:I tell myself that every day.
Kassandra:It was a tough situation. You did your best.
Civilian:You're a kind soul, misthios. But I failed her... I did.
Kassandra:So what do you want me to do?
Civilian:I need you to pick some of those red flowers for me from the Summit of Mount Ida so I can take them to my wife when I meet Hades. Just a few would do. Bring them back to me here. I'll be waiting, misthios. And— I don't have long.
Kassandra:I understand.
Kassandra headed to Mount Ida and reached the summit.
Kassandra:This must be the place the old man spoke of.
She found the flowers among the bushes.
Kassandra:There it is. The flower.
She picked up the flowers.
Kassandra:The flowers... I should hurry back to the old man near Gortyn.
Kassandra quickly returned to where the old man was at. There, she found a lady near a covered body instead.
Kassandra:Hades claims another.
Civilian:In all my life, I've never seen him so peaceful. I hope he's found mater. Those flowers... Are they—
Kassandra:Yes. He asked me to fetch them.
Civilian:You silly old man. Is this why you left Pephka? To fetch mater flowers so far from home? You silly, stubborn, old man...
Kassandra:Here.
Kassandra handed over the flowers.
Civilian:Thank you so much, misthios.
Kassandra:He made a promise to his wife. And I made a promise to him.