Perikles's Symposium

Perikles's Symposium 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
After completing the entirety of the tasks laid out by Perikles, Kassandra made her way back to report her success. She arrived at his residence, only to experience an unexpected surprise. (If players choose "How did you get here?") (If players choose "I never expected to see you here.") (If players choose "Why do I have to change?") (If players choose "Why are you working for Aspasia?") (If players choose "I'm ready to go in.") (If players choose "I will change my clothes.") Kassandra changed.'' Within the Symposium, Kassandra met with Herodotos. (If players choose "I've heard of Sophokles.") (If players choose "I'm surprised Sokrates is here.") Alkibiades drunkenly staggered off. (If players choose "Alkibiades seems interesting.") (If players choose "You should get going.") Herodotos took his leave, leaving Kassandra alone to talk to those within the Symposium.
 * Kassandra: That's everything Perikles wanted. Time to return to him and find out what these Athenians know about my mother.
 * Phoibe: Kassandra! It's you!
 * Kassandra: Phoibe?
 * Phoibe: You said you weren't coming back to Kephallonia, so I decided to leave too!
 * Kassandra: I said I wouldn't be coming back, but I don't remember saying you should leave.
 * Phoibe: Well here I am!
 * Kassandra: How did you even get here, Phoibe?
 * Phoibe: Well... I did make some drachmae working for Markos.
 * Kassandra: So you paid someone to bring you to Athens?
 * Phoibe: Not exactly.
 * Kassandra: Phoibe.
 * Phoibe: I needed the drachmae for when I arrived. I couldn't use it all to leave, and I didn't want to wait any longer, so I sneaked on a ship. Don't worry, nobody saw!
 * Kassandra: I just can't believe you made it.
 * Phoibe: I don't remember much of Athens from when I was a baby, but every once in a while, something feels familiar. It's nice.
 * Kassandra: I can't believe you're here.
 * Phoibe: Me either! I can't believe we both made it to Athens. It's so much different than Kephallonia.
 * Kassandra: But what are you doing here?
 * Phoibe: I'm here to get you ready. I have to make sure you leave all your weapons and change into these clothes.
 * Kassandra: So, you somehow work here... For Perikles.
 * Phoibe: No. For Aspasia.
 * Kassandra: I don't understand why I have to change.
 * Phoibe: It's just what you do here. I felt weird at first, but you forget about it pretty fast.
 * Kassandra: And my weapons?
 * Phoibe: Don't worry, I'll take care of them! You don't want to scare people in there.
 * Kassandra: Well...
 * Kassandra: How is it you're working for Aspasia?
 * Phoibe: Well, I did get into a little bit of trouble after I got to Athens. I may have been the leader of a small group of orphans that tried to cheat Aspasia. We didn't know it was her, though!
 * Kassandra: And you... convinced her to hire you?
 * Phoibe: No, she asked me on her own!
 * Kassandra: That was lucky.
 * Kassandra: I think I'm ready to go in.
 * Phoibe: You can't! Not like that, anyway. The Athenians like it best when you try to fit in. But don't worry, I have just the outfit for you.
 * Kassandra: I'll get changed. Promise you'll take care of my things?
 * Phoibe: ''Yep. Leave your weapons in the corner, and I'll come back when you're done.
 * Kassandra: I feel... uncomfortable in this.
 * Phoibe: Now you look like everyone else.
 * Kassandra: You say that like it's a good thing.
 * Phoibe: It is! If you want them to take you seriously, this is the easiest way. Trust me.
 * Kassandra: Is that everything?
 * Phoibe: You're all ready to go in! Don't worry, you've done scarier things than this.
 * Kassandra: I'm struggling to think of any right now. Are you sure I can't keep just one weapon with me?
 * Phoibe: No weapons! Now, hurry and go in. Oh, and don't leave without saying bye!
 * Herodotos:  Chaire, Kassandra! The mighty mercenary and traveler has finally made her grand entrance. Only slightly late, too.
 * Kassandra: Herodotos! Athenians have no problem letting me know when I'm not welcome. It's a relief to see your friendly face.
 * Herodotos: Don't let the company here tonight intimidate you.
 * Kassandra: I won't.
 * Herodotos: Perikles is no king. He needs these guests to love him, so that the people love him. And they, in turn, need Perikles. You're no different from any of them.
 * Kassandra: Do you really think these people will help me?
 * Herodotos: They will if you get them to trust you. And you've wisely dressed for the occasion. Appearing trustworthy is the most important part of being trusted, after all. Now then, come let me introduce you to everyone. They may not look it, but this group holds the way to the future on the tip of their opinionated tongues. Ah, Sophokles and Euripides, for example. Two of the most celebrated playwrights to date. No one can throw stones as far as they can. They appear to be locked in some kind of intellectual struggle, as is their way.
 * Sophokles: He's a writer of comedies, of all things! Comedies, Euripides!
 * Kassandra: I've heard of Sophokles. In my line of work, it pays to know who the richest and most famous men are.
 * Herodotos: Hermippos has also written his fair share of comedies...
 * Hermippos: You should drink more.
 * Herodotos: Lately his attitudes have garnered him more notice than his works. However, the fellow beside him, Protagoras, is a sophist worthy of as much praise as the great Sokrates himself.
 * Kassandra: Inviting Sokrates seems like a good way to ruin everyone's night. I'm surprised they would let him in the door.
 * Herodotos: Oh, don't let Sokrates get under your skin. At least he wore shoes for the occasion... And the poor thing gesticulating like an ape is Thrasymachos. If you listen closely, you'll notice he and Sokrates are actually arguing the same points. But the wind from his wild gestures deafens him to critique.
 * Thrasymachos: That isn't at all what I mean!
 * Kassandra: Where is Perikles?
 * Herodotos: Oh! He never attends his own parties. Which reminds me, there's something I need to get his help with...
 * Alkibiades: Vile Sokrates! Always appearing where I least expect him. Warrior, protect me from his amorous gaze! ...Oh, Alkibiades. This is not a time for jealousy, but for love!
 * Herodotos: Let's not use Alkibiades as an example. Be good, and don't drink too much. So, tell me, what does a misthios like you think of a party like this?
 * Kassandra: This party could be fun. Alkibiades drinks like a Spartan. Maybe he fights like one, too.
 * Herodotos: If I could suggest anything - please don't start a fight. Or end one.
 * Kassandra: Thank you, Herodotos.
 * Herodotos: Now, if you'll excuse me. Perikles is here somewhere, and I need to prepare him... If he's alone, I'll tell him what your brother said.
 * Kassandra: Agreed, Perikles needs to know. I'll stay here and look for clues.
 * Herodotos: I hope they know something about your mother.
 * Kassandra: Me too.

Outcome
TBA

Reference

 * Assassin's Creed: Odyssey