While traveling across Greece, Kassandra saw a contract from a philosopher on a message board.
Note: Dear Eagle Bearer, may you read this message! Come see me. I owe you thanks.
Kassandra accepted the contact and left to find the philosopher, who was pacing outside his house.
Kassandra:I got your message on the board. What's going on?
Man:I know who you are, and I wanted to thank you, Eagle Bearer.
Kassandra:For what?
Man:You remember the oracle you talked to at Delphi? She's my cousin. You helped her realize the error of her ways, and she ran away from the Cult. She told me everything.
Kassandra:I wasn't sure what happened to her when I left Delphi. I'm glad to knows she's all right.
Man:As am I. But the Cult of Kosmos is searching everywhere for her. I need your help.
Kassandra:The oracle was working for some horrible people. She should be ashamed of what she did for them.
Man:She is! She's trying to make up for what she did. Please though, they're searching for her everywhere, and we need to get the Cult of Kosmos off her scent.
Kassandra:What do you have in mind?
Man:My neighbor recognized her and is blackmailing us, saying if I don't give him all my earnings, he'll claim the reward on her head. But with my neighbor gone, our troubles would be over.
Kassandra:Let me guess. You want me to kill him.
Man:His death is the only solution.
(Accept – "I'll handle it.")
Kassandra aiming her bow at the archer.
Kassandra:I'll handle this.
Man:You'll be just what I need.
Kassandra: Chaire.
Kassandra tracked down the man, an archer employed by the local garrison, and killed him.
Kasssandra:Time to get my reward.
Kassandra returned to the Pythia's cousin.
Man:You again. Have you killed him?
Kassandra:Your man is dead.
Man:Nicely done, my friend. Please take this as thanks.