Ismaros

The first Island that my men and I encountered was called Ismaros. It was inhabited by people called the Kykones.

 Being victorious after the battle of Troy I decided to raid Ismaros where a man called Maron gave me many gallons of wine. Later once we had all of the wine stored I told my men to pull out however for some reason that to this day I still cannot fathom they mutinied and refused to pull out, perhaps the Kykones had put a spell on them or maybe they had drugged the wine. This gave the sneaky Kykones time to recuperate their loses and once they had recovered what we, as their guests, were entitled to, they then started to attack us: Warriors from the Trojan War! It would have been an easy fight had we not been so tired from fighting for 10 years however after a bit of time we were able to defeat them and the men finally saw sense and left the island with me.

Once we had departed the Island we attempted to make for Malea for three days however the Gods must have been angry at us as we were blown of course by the wind and a storm which took us ten days to reach land.It was dreadful and we all feared for the worse.However tragic that part of the journey was we were lucky as no ships were lost (praise to Zeus!)  although we did lost a substantial number of our crew: 72 men who had survived the vicious battles in the Trojan War for ten years to then be defeated by the might of a storm.

Overall my idea to raid the island was noble and just idea however it harmed my plan to get home to Ithaca as quickly as possible, I should have thought about the greedy nature of human kind, and factorised that in to my decision.