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Dinner in Sparta was a virtual representation of one of Kassandra's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan through the Portable Animus HR-8.5.
Description[]
With her journey to find her family complete, Kassandra returned to her childhood home in Sparta.
Dialogue[]
Returning to her old home, Kassandra sat down to a proper dinner in her home for the first time in decades.
Kassandra with Myrrine, Nikolaos, and Stentor
With Deimos dead but the rest of the family surviving their ordeals, the four of them sat down to dinner. Nikolaos broke the silence.
- Nikolaos: This is nice. Having us all together, I mean.
- Myrrine: Not all of us.
- Kassandra: But we have each other.
Against all odds, Kassandra had reunited her entire family, including her adoptive brother Stentor, under one roof. The atmosphere was relaxed, in spite of their collective ordeals. Myrrine stated a lesson to the table she had iterated to Kassandra while ruling Naxos.
- Myrrine: Sometimes the face we show to the world needs to be one of strength, despite the chaos we harbor beneath.
Nikolaos had his own commentary to add.
- Nikolaos: There is more to being the best than pure strength.
He looked pointedly at Alexios as he said this. Alexios scoffed at his father's remark.
- Deimos: That's an excuse for the weak.
Stentor took offense at Alexios' retort. He stood menacingly.
- Stentor: I'll show you who's weak.
Alexios accepted the challenge. Kassandra and Myrrine glanced at each other as Alexios and Stentor began grappling and wrestling. Nikolaos continued eating while Kassandra and Myrrine watched the boys spar.
- Myrrine: Well, at least the family is all together.
Kassandra smiled and stood.
- Kassandra: I'll get more wine...
With Kassandra's family back together, minus her adoptive brother Stentor, the four of them sat down to dinner. The air was thick with tension, Myrrine motioned for Nikolaos to speak.
- Nikolaos: Alex—Deimos, why don't we go hunting tomorrow?
Alexios remained silent.
- Nikolaos: I just thought...
- Myrrine: It's a good idea.
- Kassandra: And he's good at it. Obviously.
Alexios stood, stabbing his knife into the table.
- Deimos: Sounds like fun.
With her blood relatives lost, Kassandra invited over the only family she had left. A sense of awkwardness filled the room, but Nikolaos expressed gratitude.
- Nikolaos: Thank you for inviting us over.
Kassandra nodded, then turned to Stentor.
- Kassandra: Stentor, can you pass the wine?
Stentor picked up the amphora and chugged its contents before shooting a derisive smirk at his adoptive sister.
- Stentor: All out.
Kassandra had spared Nikolaos, but her decisions during her odyssey cost her the lives of her mother and brothers. Despite this, she invited her father over for dinner. Nikolaos broke the silence.
- Nikolaos: It is strange being in this house again.
- Kassandra: It feels smaller than I remember... And emptier.
- Nikolaos: At least we're still here.
With her parents alive but her brothers dead, Kassandra brought them home to dinner. A sense of awkwardness filled the room.
- Kassandra: Can you pass the salt?
Myrrine passed the salt to Kassandra.
- Kassandra: This is good.
- Nikolaos: Good.
Myrrine stared sadly at the empty space at the table.
- Myrrine: It's bittersweet.
With her blood relatives alive and well, Kassandra sat down to dinner. A happy atmosphere filled the home, with a wide assortment of food prepared. Kassandra ate noisily at the side seat while Myrrine and Alexios stared at her in annoyance from the heads of the table. Kassandra looked up, bewildered.
- Kassandra: What?
- Deimos: You eat like a wild animal.
Kassandra looked quizzically at Myrrine, who had her own critique as well.
- Myrrine: Well, you are at a table.
Kassandra glanced at each of them and resigned to eat like a civilized person.
- Kassandra: Tough crowd.
Mother and daughter sat down to dinner together, but a feeling of loneliness gripped the air. Myrrine broke the silence by reminiscing.
- Myrrine: You used to bolt around this place like a calf in the field. You wouldn't slow down.
- Kassandra: I remember.
Myrrine gestured to an urn that Kassandra damaged.
- Myrrine: You chipped that, chasing your pater around the table.
- Kassandra: I remember that, too.
Myrrine's expression turned somber.
- Myrrine: So many memories.
- Kassandra: With more to come.
Kassandra, alone at the dinner table
With no family left to call on, Kassandra sat alone. She forced herself to prepare a meal, but only stared at the empty seats, shook her head and sighed.
- Kassandra: Maláka.
After the meal, Kassandra met with Barnabas between the columns outside, overlooking the city of Sparta.
- Barnabas: Well, that wasn't so bad, was it?
- Kassandra: It'll never be the same. I thought it could, but it'll take some work.
- Barnabas: It's impossible to see through the gods' eyes—they have a plan, you know. If we could, then we'd know just what to do.
- Kassandra: I don't think the gods can take credit for this one, Barnabas.
- Barnabas: An urn is only as strong as its potter, Kassandra.
- Kassandra: Urns are pretty easy to break.
Kassandra nodded.
- Kassandra: Right behind you.
- Kassandra: Barnabas, I didn't know you were here.
- Barnabas: Sorry I missed dinner.
- Kassandra: Didn't miss much.
- Barnabas: Chin up. There's more to this world than Sparta. And lucky for us, we get to see it all.
- Kassandra: You're right. Let's set sail.
Outcome[]
Kassandra sat down to a proper dinner in Sparta for the first time in over 20 years, finally putting her past behind her.
Trivia[]
- After this quest, any family members that survived the events of the main story will become Legendary-rank ship lieutenants.
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