Stentor:Think you can kill them? I'd like to see you try.
Kassandra:I told you we could work this out.
Kassandra:Alright then, I'll find these champions and put an end to them.
Stentor:I doubt it will be as easy as you think, but I'm relieved to see you can follow orders.
Kassandra:Why am I killing champions? I came to win a battle.
Stentor:Either you complete this mission, or you die in the process. I will be satisfied either way.
(If players asked "Where will I find the champions?")
Kassandra:Where will I find thise mighty Boeotians?
Stentor:I only know of two—there are reports of Aristaios occupying the Military Fort of Gla. Nesaia was last seen in the forest east of Thebes.
(If players asked "Why are they helping Athens?")
Kassandra:I thought the Boeotians hated everyone. Why are they working with Athens?
Stentor:They see both Sparta and Athens as enemies—but Athens got here first, and they agreed to a temporary alliance.
(If players asked "What makes them so mighty?")
Kassandra:What's so great about these champions? They're just four people against the Spartan military.
Stentor:Sparta has its army, and Boeotia has its legends. They're a symbol of what this place used to be.
(Leave – "I have what I need.")
Kassandra:The sooner I get this done, the sooner we take Boeotia for Sparta.
Stentor walked off without another word.
Kassandra made her way around Boeotia hunting and killing the champions. When the fourth had fallen, she reunited with Stentor at the Spartans' forward camp in the Scorched Rolling Plains.
Kassandra:The champions have been dealt with.
Stentor:You should be dead.
Kassandra:You seem disappointed.
Stentor:The gods are punishing me.
Kassandra:I'm a mercenary - killing is what I do. There's nothing godly about it.
Stentor:Modest, but mortal... and Hades will have you, too.
Kassandra:We'll cross that river when we get to it.
Stentor:I don't have time for this. Sparta must take the region now, while we have the chance.
(Accept - "Let's go to war.")
Kassandra:Let's get this over with.
Stentor:I couldn't agree more. The sooner I'm rid of you, the better.
Kassandra brushed off his venom and turned out of the tent to ready for battle.
With the sun high in the sky, the Conquest Battle for Boeotia began. Kassandra made her way around the field slaying captains and hired mercenary help. Before the day was over, the Athenian ranks had broken, and Sparta had claimed control of the region. Stentor basked in his victory.
Stentor:Victory is ours!
Kassandra:The victory is yours. You led us well today.
Stentor:My father taught me everything I know about commanding an army. Too bad you took him from me - or I might have learned more.
Stentor:Don't you dare tell me what to do. I am in command here.
Kassandra:You needed my help.
Stentor:By the gods, how are you so arrogant? No wonder my father discarded you.
Kassandra:You know nothing about my family.
Stentor:I know he threw you off a cliff and chose me instead.
Kassandra:Now who's being arrogant? You were an afterthought - you were second place.
Stentor:We'll see about that.
Stentor repositioned himself.
Kassandra:What do you mean?
Stentor:Now that we've driven the Athenians from the field, it's time I dealt with my true enemy.
He drew his spear.
Stentor:Your job is done, mercenary. Now I will kill you for what you stole from me in Megaris.
(If players asked "Why do you want to fight?")
Kassandra:Why are you doing this?
Stentor:Because - Because you marched into Megaris. Ruined the fucking war. And murdered - my - father.
Kassandra:I did what I had to.
Stentor:And so will I.
(If players asked "What do you gain from this?")
Kassandra:What could you possibly gain from killing me?
Stentor:Justice, vengeance, peace. One would be enough, but all three is better.
Kassandra:You think vengeance will dull your pain? Trust me, it won't.
Stentor:Here's the thing. I don't trust you.
(Leave - "Neither of us has to die.")
Kassandra:You don't have to do this, Stentor.
Stentor:Oh, but I do. There is nothing you can say to convince me otherwise.
Kassandra:This isn't what Nikolaos would've wanted.
Stentor:You betrayed Sparta. You betrayed your family -
Stentor:You killed my father and stole my chance at a normal life. You deserve nothing but the cold of my blade buried in your heart.
Nothing Kassandra said could sway her adoptive brother. As they circled each other and Stentor's men looked on, Nikolaos walked forward and parted the soldiers, chastising them before they could take their first lunges with their spears.
Nikolaos:Killing each other won't heal the wounds of the past.
The crowd of Spartan soldiers dispersed and left Nikolaos to speak with his children.
Stentor:I thought you were dead.
Nikolaos:Not just yet.
Stentor:She should pay for what she's done!
Kassandra:I've already paid more than you could ever know.
Stentor:I don't give a shit what you've been through.
Nikolaos:Stentor, it's done.
Stentor:I don't understand.
Nikolaos:You both have a greater role to play. Become the leader I trained you to be - lead the armies of Sparta and be victorious.
Nikolaos:You are an honorable man, a loyal son, and a great warrior. You will be a better commander than I ever was. You can do this.
Stentor grasped his father's arms.
Stentor:I will, father. I will make you proud.
Nikolaos:You already have.
Stentor glanced at Kassandra, and she nodded at him. He took his leave.
Nikolaos:That could have ended badly.
Nikolaos:Kassandra, a shadow grows across Sparta. Be cautious when you return.
Stentor:Sounds like her. May the gods watch over you both.
With Nikolaos' return, Stentor abandoned his quest for vengeance against his adoptive sister. Nikolaos remained with his son and provided guidance as Kassandra took her leave to fulfill her other duties.