The Serpent's Lair
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The Serpent's Lair was a virtual representation of one of Kassandra's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan through the Portable Animus HR-8.5.
Description
TBA
Dialogue
With Elpenor successfully assassinated, Kassandra made her way back to Herodotos.
- Kassandra: So this is the "secret" chamber... They're not ones for subtlety, are they?
Herodotos awaited her outside the chamber, and together they walked to the entrance.
- Kassandra: So, this is it.
- Herodotos: Hidden chamber of the Cultists. Here, all along.
- Kassandra: I'm going inside. Keep my clothes for me?
- Herodotos: Best not to go in with your weapon either. I don't think they'll look too kindly on that.
Kassandra changed into the Cultists cloak and mask she retrieved from Elepnor's hideout.
- Kassandra: How do I look?
- Herodotos: Terrifying.
- Kassandra: Good.
- Herodotos: Find me once you've found out the truth in there. Keep your wits about you. Try not to do anything rash.
- Kassandra: Me? Rash?
Kassandra pushed open the doors, leaving Herodotos behind to descend into the lair.
- Kassandra: Who thought these ridiculous costumes were a good idea?
Once within the inner area, she was approached by another disguised Cultist.
- Cultist: You're late, very late! It's a good thing Deimos hasn't arrived yet.
- Kassandra: Sorry. It's my, er - first time.
- Cultist: A new recruit? Welcome, welcome.
(If players choose "Who are these people?")
- Kassandra: There's a lot of people here.
- Cultist: All share our common mind.
- Kassandra: Good.
- Cultist: We're here to evaluate the strides taken by the Cult since the last meeting. We haven't met for some, some time.
- Kassandra: Where did they come from?
- Cultist: The land across the seas. We assemble as a community. Here, there is no war - there are no sides.
(If players choose "Who is Deimos?")
- Kassandra: You mentioned someone. Deimos. Who is that?
- Cultist: You'll learn his name very, very quickly.
- Kassandra: He's our leader.
- Cultist: I'm sure he believes that, but no, he's our weapon. He's... difficult, but he does important work for us. I don't envy his position one bit.
- Kassandra: I'll go talk to the others. Thank you.
- Cultist: Yes, yes, before Deimos comes. Who knows if you'll get a word in after that.
Kassandra moved away to talk to other Cultists. One of them ran a knife blade across the palm of his hand, allowing the blood to drip on the altar in the center of the room.
- Cultist: It's only blood right now, but who knows. Deimos may ask for our hands next. Go on, go on, make your offering.
(If players choose "I will make the offering.")
Kassandra took the blade and cut herself in the same manner.
- Cultist: We just have to keep our sights on what the bloodline will do for us.
- Kassandra: The bloodline?
- Cultist: The mother, the father, the sister - you know, his kin. We need them. All of them.
- Kassandra: ...To use them.
- Cultist: That information is not for Deimos, of course. You know how volatile he is. He could rip through is easily.
- Kassandra: I'll be sure to keep it to myself.
- Cultist: As you should. Nor can he know we're about to capture his mother.
(If players choose "What would we do with the mother?")
- Kassandra: And do what with her?
- Cultist: I would loser my voice if I were you. Just know she will be put to... good use. Unless she's uncontrollable.
(If players choose "Where is the mother?")
- Kassandra: You know where she is?
- Cultist: No. But it won't be long until we do. I assure you. She's the Cult's next target.
(If players choose "Who is Deimos?")
- Kassandra: Tell me about Deimos.
- Cultist: He's shown us what we need to know. He's a machine, a weapon for the Cult. Someone that unstable can't be trusted with such... personal information.
- Kassandra: I have to go.
- Cultist: To our great ambition.
- Kassandra: ...To ambition.
She shook the Cultist's hand and went to find another she could glean information from.
- Kassandra: I'll need much more information to identify who these Cultists are.
As she walked through room, she overheard a conversation between two Cult members.
- Male Cultist: You're not listening! Forget the mother - she's useless.
- Female Cultist: I'm still not convinced.
- Male Cultist: You. We need another opinion on this. Why split resources searching for a woman we can't find? If we narrow our focus, Athens will be ours. Immediate threats have to be destroyed. Perikles has to be destroyed.
- Female Cultist: Not without the mother. We aren't strong enough without the mother.
- Male Cultist: Don't let Deimos hear that. If anything, we should be hunting the father.
- Female Cultist: We know who the mother is. Looking for the father would be a waste of resources.
- Male Cultist: What do you think? Hunt the Champion's mother or his father?
(If players choose "The mother.")
- Kassandra: ...The mother.
- Female Cultist: She's right.
- Male Cultist: Get your priorities straight. Before you know it, Perikles will shore up his defenses, and we will have lost our chance.
- Kassandra: Now if you'll excuse me.
- Female Cultist: I hear you perfectly well - you're just wrong. We need to look for the father now.
Kassandra bowed and took her leave. Making her way into a side tunnel, she discovered Cult letters.
- Kassandra: Letters to and from the Cult... Gods, they have a foothold in every part of the Greek world. We're in more danger than I thought.
Another side tunnel revealed a pair of Cultist.
- Cultist: Pull yourself together, malaka! You're a fucking pig before slaughter!
- Cultist: I'll do it, I swear! I'll kill him! Let me go!
The antagonizer noticed Kassandra watching.
- Cultist: You like to watch, you sick fuck? You're not just going to watch. You're going to teach this little insolent shit a lesson.
(If players choose "What did he do?")
- Kassandra: ...Does her deserve it?
- Cultist: Doesn't fucking matter, does it? What I say goes! No questions asked!
- Cultist: I-I couldn't do it! But I'm not scared! Not anymore!
- Cultist: If you can't kill a fucking artist, what are you gonna do when I tell you to kill a fucking archon?
- Cultist: I will, I will! I'll kill Phidias!
(If players choose "I don't know...")
- Kassandra: I...
- Cultist: Show him what happens to cowards! They get fuckin' burned!
(If players choose "You do it.")
- Kassandra: No. He's yours.
- Cultist: You don't know what the fuck fun is. More for me.
He burned his fellow Cultist with a glowing iron from the fire.
- Cultist: Fuck with me, and there's plenty more where that came from!
Kassandra made her way back into the central chamber, where she felt a pull from the golden pyramid. On the way, one of the Cultists can be heard screaming at someone, perhaps the Oracle.
- Cultist: You. Someone was spotted going into your house. Guards were found dead outside. Tell me who you talked to, or I'll break your pretty face.
Outcome
TBA
Gallery
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Kassandra disguised as a Cultist
