When we last left our shipmates, they both received and squandered the gifts of Aeolus, great King of the Wind. Aeolus had sent them off from his fine isle of Aiolia, well fed and their ship well provisioned. He entrusted a bag of contrary winds to Captain Odysseus, and set a favoring breeze in their sails to ensure a quick and easeful passage home. Well, the crew’s curiosity and conniving led them to open the bag, releasing the fearsome winds, and driving them straight back to the shores of Aiolia. The Wind King’s favor dried and cracked, these men must be cursed by the gods! Thus the crew continued sadly onward, narrowly escaping the hideous Lystragones, revolting and formidable giants. They rowed away ferociously, their hunger for home stretching their very sinews. Yet, there are still singing sirens to escape and storms yet to blow. Will our shipmates ever see their land again?