Debt Collector

Deby Collector was a virtual representation of one of Misthios's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan through the Portable Animus HR-8.

Dialogue
Misthios rode down to Ktimene Beach where kidnappers took Phoibe, Misthios killed the approaching bandit. After killing the remaining bandits, Misthios freed Phoibe. At this statement, Misthios drifted back in time to a memory involving Nikolaos and training. Myrrine then knocked Kassandra down from behind with her staff. Kassandra screamed right before attacking. Nikolaos waved Kassandra off, so Kassandra approached Myrinne and her baby. Misthios returned to the present. Phoibe ran off. Misthios continued on, riding Phobos to Sami. Misthios entered the shop to confront Duris. (If players choose "You're right. Double is too much.") (If players choose "I won't leave without the drachmae.") (If players choose to break Duris's wares.) Misthios made the trip back to Markos' Vineyard, just in time to overhear a conversation between one of the Cyclops's brutes and Markos. Mithios walked up just as the Brute departed. (If players choose "We can try.") Misthios again was pulled back into a memory. Kassandra pulled herself to her feet, finding fire around her, as well as the head of a spear lying on the ground. She took the spear, running through the forest with Ikaros flying overhead. Coming to a boat on the water's edge, she took it, pushing it out to see. A storm later destroyed the boat, and she washed ashore to be discovered by Markos. As the memory fades with the pair walking off togather up the beach, Misthios returned to the present. (If players choose "You know me.") Misthios and Dricilla were then left alone. As they departed to Drucilla's shop, they struck up a conversation. They arrived at Drucilla's shop.
 * Misthios: There they are. I'll sneak up on the malakes.
 * Phoibe: Lemme go!
 * Rogue: Shut it, or I'll tighten those ropes!
 * Brute: She'll make good ransom drachmae for the Cyclops.
 * Phoibe: No one's gonna buy me from you. They're all poor.
 * Misthios: Keep quiet, Phoiobe...
 * Misthios: This tall grass will keep me hidden.
 * Misthios: Can't let the rest of those malakes get away.
 * Phoibe: (Misthios)! I'm here! Untie me!
 * Misthios: Are you all right?
 * Phoibe: It wasn't so bad. Last time, they put a cloth in my mouth so I'd stop biting.
 * Misthios: Phoibe, just... be careful. You're alone now, since -
 * Phoibe: Since my parents died? I'm OK, I've got you! And you've got me and Markos. We're your family, right?
 * Nikolaos: You'll have to be stronger than that!
 * Myrrine: Don't give in! Let him have it!
 * Myrrine: Got you!
 * Nikolaos: Again! Up!
 * Young Kassandra: Yes, Pater.
 * Nikolaos: A Spartan rises as soon as they've fallen. Ready your staff. Widen your stance. A soldier grounds themselves. Good, good. Approach me.
 * Myrrine: That's enough, Nikolaos. The sun's going down. Time to eat - don't you think?
 * Young Kassandra: What are we eating tonight?
 * Nikolaos: Tonight we are having baby Alexios. And what a feast he will be!
 * Young Kassandra: No, not him! Take me instead, I'm tasty!
 * Myrrine: Yes, yes, you're all sweet as honey, now, come inside. The lamb's turning black!
 * Nikolaos: Here. Lay him in his bed.
 * Young Kassandra: Yes, Pater.
 * Nikolaos: Kassandra. You are my greatest pride. Remember that. You'll bring this family to glory. Go.
 * Misthios: Right.
 * Phoibe: You worry too much.
 * Misthios: You don't worry enough.
 * Phoibe: We'll be all right if we watch out for each other. Which reminds me! The thugs said you should watch your back.
 * Misthios: What'd they say?
 * Phoibe: They said the Cyclops put a big bounty on you. Talos the Stone-Fist wants you dead.
 * Misthios: Talos the mercenary? Am I ever not in trouble?
 * Phoibe: Better get him before he gets you. I hear he's really mean. I'll find my way back to town. Chaire!
 * Mithios: Talos the Stone-Fist? That's just what I need today. Another broken nose. I'm going to have to take care of that.
 * Misthios: Sami. Duris will be at his shop.
 * Misthios: Hello, Duris. Business looks good.
 * Duris: Tell Markos to come down here himself if he wants his money.
 * Misthios: But I'm here now.
 * Duris: Look, I was a little late paying. Now Markos says I owe him double because of interest. I don't have it to spare!
 * Misthios: Double? That's robbery.
 * Duris: That's what I told Markos.
 * Misthios: You know him, he's... extreme. If you pay him, this will all be over with.
 * Duris: You tell Markos I've paid enough already! I won't bow to - to - to a mercenary! Or to someone foolish enough to borrow money from the Cyclops.
 * Misthios: From the Cyclops? That's how he bought his vineyard?
 * Duris: Look, I know you'd be dead without Markos - what with him taking you off the street as a kid. But you know what he's doing is crazy!
 * Misthios:  Malaka! Still, that doesn't change the drachmae you owe.
 * Duris: Face it - once the Cyclops gets hold of you, you'll both be dead!
 * Duris: All right, all right! I'll pay you! Just stop! Fine! The money is yours. Just leave!
 * Misthios: Pleasure doing business with you, Duris.
 * Duris: Keep my name off your lips! I don't want the Cyclops coming after me for the debt you can't pay.
 * Brute: You're running out of time until the Cyclops comes for you, malaka. He wants his money.
 * Markos: Could I have an extension?
 * Brute: When he sails back to Kephallonia, he'll come and break you as soon as he docks. If you don't get it.
 * Markos: Now, let's be civil -
 * Brute: You can't hide behind your glorious misthios forever, Markos. He'll kill you, the mercenary, and that little runt girl that hangs around.
 * Markos: Of course! Not a problem! I-I'll get the drachmae!
 * Brute: Good. Or I'll come and watch the Cyclops feed you to his goats.
 * Markos: Ah, (Misthios)! I-I can tell from the smile on your face Duris has paid you your drachmae.
 * Misthios: Who's smiling? I just heard where you got your drachmae for the vineyard. Are you out of your fucking mind?
 * Markos: We can get the money back! C-Can't we? I'm sure it's possible!
 * Misthios: It will take a lot of work. And even then I'm not sure.
 * Markos: We have no option but to try!
 * Misthios: Then you'd better be willing to help. I won't do all the dirty work.
 * Markos: I long for the old days! Remember them? They were simple! You had nothing - young and alone - and I had everything. And I gave you the world! Kephallonia - in the palm of your hand!
 * Myrrine: (MISTHIOS)...!
 * Young Misthios: Ah!
 * Markos: Don't see fishies like you everyday, eh? You hungry? How about we make a deal? I do something for you, you do a few things for me... Everybody wins. Best offer you're gonna get! Think about it!
 * Young Misthios: ...wait!
 * Misthios: Kephallonia. Some gift.
 * Markos: You were nothing with Markos, and look how far we've come! From an orphan on the streets to a misthios with a hovel.
 * Misthios: And now the Cyclops will take everything away. I can't protect you from him forever. He'll kill me too.
 * Markos: Oh, don't be scared of him! Look at you!
 * Misthios: How could I go up against him? With what weapons? A rusty spear? A broken bow?
 * Drucilla: There you are! Skulking around a temple won't save you from me, Markos.
 * Markos: Drucilla! I was just talking about you.
 * Misthios: You were?
 * Drucilla: I need that wood, Markos. These new bows will be the talk of the island. I can't make anything with those bandit malakes stopping the wood shipments.
 * Markos: Of course you can't. Why, I was just filling my friend (Misthios) in on the details. (He/She) already has a plan to deal with these bandits.
 * Misthios: You know me. Always prepared.
 * Markos: What did I tell you? (He/She) will leave no stone unturned.
 * Drucilla: I don't care who does it, but someone better gut those bandits. Today.
 * Markos: A wonderful idea. I for one, ah, need to rush home. (Misthios), I've cooked up a plan for our Cyclops dilemma. See me when you have time.
 * Misthios: If you want your wood, you'll have to fix my broken bow first.
 * Drucilla: Hmm. I usually only pay when the deed is done, but shit's moving at a snail's pace. Follow me.
 * Drucilla: These bows'll make me rush as Kroisos.
 * Misthios: They're that good, are they?
 * Drucilla: War's brewing. Then Athenians need good bows if they want to hold off the Spartans.
 * Misthios: Everybody benefits, I guess.
 * Drucilla: Who are you, Markos? You should be tired of this small-time shit. You'd make a fortune in this war. Plus, I hear you're a secret Spartan.
 * Misthios: That was a long time ago. I'm a Kephallonian.
 * Drucilla: Hand it over. Later on, Drucilla returned. There you go, good as new! That bow is as strong as Herakles himself. Give it a try.

Reference

 * Assassin's Creed: Odyssey