Lotus Eaters

On the tenth day of our journey from Troy, we landed on the land of the lotus eaters. We had our own food and drink and then i sent 3 of my men to explore the land. When they came upon the lotus eaters, they weren't killed or taken prisoner, but simply were asked to try eating the sweet, honey flavored, lotus' that the native fed on. At the first taste of this food, men lost all desire they had to journey home and they forget all they know. My men that had tried the lotus did not want to continue on with us, but rather stay on the island with the rest of the lotus eaters. It was with a heavy heart and tearful eyes that I tied these men up and put them on my ship. I then informed my men that we were to ready our ships and leave this island before another of my comrades ate the lotus and forget all about their home and loved ones.

-trevor jepsen

Aelous & the bag of winds

On our way back from defeating the cyclops we decided to stop at another island in search of food and water. We got to the island and we started to explore. I got to this water fall and when I put my cup out to get water it would dodge my cup where ever I put it. Then a face formed out of the water fall. It was the Aelous the god of wind.The god and I spoke to each other for a while. He told me that he likes me and dislikes poseidon because hes vengeful and quick to act. After we got done talking Aelous took my bag and jumped in the air and put winds in the bag. He told me that it was the wind that kept us from getting back to Ithaca. He told me not to open it until i get back to home. So i thanked him and went on my way. My men and I got back on the ship. I told them to never open the bag that i had brought with me. One of my men had spotted land. We were soon to be home. One of my men was curious what was in the bag. So he disobeyed me and opened the bag and as soon as he opened it a strong wind started to throw us in all directions. I look up and I noticed that I was on an island that i have never seen before.

trojan horse

It was one of the largest and bloodiest wars i could've imagined. After losing our best fighter, Achilles, in the seventh year of the war many men wanted to give up. After a few more years of fighting, I had an idea. We would use some of our wood from our ships and make a giant wooden horse. We would then leave some of our men inside the horse, and take the rest of our ships around the corner of the island. We left one of our men on the shore to tell the Trojans how we had fled and left the giant wooden horse as a gift. A prophet almost spilled our secret and told the Trojans how we were trying to trick them, but was struck down by Poseidon. This was seen as an act of a god, and since Poseidon was also the god of cavalry, the Trojans thought it would be disrespectful not to take the wooden horse in. The whole city was celebrating that night, and ate and drank more than their fill. After the city was asleep, we snuck out of the horse and went to go open up the gates of Troy to let the rest of our men in. It was a complete slaugtering after our men broke the gates of Troy. The Trojan soldiers were just waking up and many of their men didn't even have time to put their armor on and get their weapons. Their soldiers on the other side of their city had some time to get ready, but we had already set flame to Troy and were overwhelming them. It was our greatest victory. The war won, we started to gather our troops and treasures so we could go home. My head filled with pride, I made a proclamation to the sea that I needed no gods. This was one of the greatest mistakes of my journeys, but I wouldn't realize it until much later.

-trevor jepsen

Cyclops

We needed food and water so we stopped at this mysterious island. My men and I explored the island in search of food and water. When we got to a certain part of the mountain we noticed there was a big cave. We went inside and there was a running fire pit. We noticed there was enormous foot prints in the ground. So we waited at the cave for the beast to come. Soon enough a giant cyclops came in the cave and sealed the boulder to the entrance trapping us in. He noticed us looking at him and he asked why we were there and I said in search of food and water. When he asked me what my name was I replied "nobody". He had told me he was hungry and started to eat some of my men until we offered him wine and cheese. After he had drank the wine our plan to get him drunk had worked and he fell asleep and we headed straight for the boulder to escape. My men and I tried to move the boulder but it was too heavy. So me and my men carved a spear and put the tip in the fire to harden the wood. Then a few of my men and i stood above him with the spear and plunged it in his eye. He woke with a great roar realizing that he had been blinded by us. He than opened the exit knowing we would flee and he would try to catch us and eat us all. As we exited the cave sheep started to run out of the cave and i got the idea to crawl under the cyclops acting as a sheep. A few of the men tried some being successful and one getting caught. The rest of the men ran out of the cave in shock. We then proceeded to our ship to make a hasty get away. As we were leaving I decided to taunt the the cyclops by telling him who i really was and how I had fooled him.

Leaving for war

My first son had just been born, and a time of peace and prosperity on my land of Ithica looked to get even better. The flowers were bloomiong, summer was coming and all was well. Then my fellow brothers of Greece, Agammenom and Menelaus, and their armies brung news of a war which was all over an insifnificant reason which i would not willingly leave my dear Penelope and new born Telmechaus for. I decided to set up a ploy, acting like i was not well in the head so they would not cart me off to war. When they arrived i was in my fields plowing, doing the work of oxen all by myself and muttering. Whenever they would ask me a question or query what I was doing, I would just keep plowing and muttering to myself. They began to become quite annoyed, not knowing whether i was faking or actually crazy. In order to test my mental standing, they hoverered my newborn Telemachaus above my plows path. If I was truly insane, I would run over my son, thus showing I was not acting. Needless to say, I stopped my little act and admitted to faking my insanity. I then had to gather my armies and accept that I was off to war. Farewell Penelope.

-Trevor jepsen