Returning to Sparta after seventeen years was an experience, both for Kassandra as well as her mother Myrrine. Some things had changed, some had been forgotten, and some things had remained the same.
Dialogue
Approaching the Village of Gytheion via the sea, Kassandra noticed something.
Kassandra:This bay feels... familiar somehow.
Barnabas:A bird can fly away for seasons, but it will always recognize its nest when it returns. This is Sparta.
Kassandra:I don't think I'm welcome here.
Barnabas:I'm not sure of much, Kassandra, but I do know that when the time is right, we always get to go home.
Kassandra:And where is your home, Barnabas?
Barnabas:I'll save that story for another day.
The Adrestia docked and Kassandra stepped onto Lakedaemonian land for the first time in 17 years. Myrrine called out to her.
Myrrine:Kassandra!
The two placed their hands on each other's face.
Myrrine:Lamb... you made it. I trust the seas were favorable?
Kassandra:Poseidon may be the only one not trying to kill me.
Myrrine:And, did you go to Thera? Did you find... him?
Myrrine:You should. The answers to many of your questions are there. Your father would be proud to see how you've grown.
Kassandra:For now, let's deal with what needs to be done here.
(If 'A Family's Legacy' was completed)
Kassandra:I did.
Myrrine:What did he tell you?
Kassandra:He told me a lot of things: Ikaros was once his, the doors to Atlantis need to be sealed, and something about mind-controlling artifacts... I think I left with more questions than answers.
Myrrine:Yes... he tends to have that effect on people.
Kassandra:When you and he... um, well, did you know he was over a hundred years old?
Myrrine:He looked young for his age.
Kassandra:Let's focus on what needs to be done in Sparta.
Myrrine:You can keep it secret if that's what you want. But you don't have to carry all of your burdens alone. Not anymore.
Regardless, Myrrine remarked on their return home.
Myrrine:I never imagined we'd stand on Spartan soil together again.
Kassandra:As much as I cursed this place for what it did to us, it feels more like home home than Kephallonia ever did.
Kassandra:
Myrrine:
Kassandra:It's strange to be back. I spent so long running from this place.
Myrrine:So did I. But we can't run from anything anymore.
Kassandra:Agreed.
Myrrine:Sparta is our home. But we'll have to rid ourselves of the puppet king if we are ever to find peace.
