Map

I made a map showing my travels so far. i though you guys would like it.

Arriving at the Tiber

We have finally reached the Tiber in all its glory, rapids, golden with sand and bursting out to sea. We streached out on the grass below and a banquet was consumed, using platters of bread on which to set the food we ate them to, thus fulfilling of the prophesy of Celaeno. We then made sacrafices to Jove in thanks for our arrival. We celebrated and relaxed the whole day, they have earned it.

Today we explored the area and the coast, where the hardy Latins make their home. I have just sent out 100 envoys to visit the city of  King Latinus, bearing an olive branch of Pallas wound in wool and many gifts for the great man to sue for peace fro all the Trojan people.

Finally we can start building our city. I am wary though as prophesy time and time again has told me of  the wars that must be fought. I am abouot to help organize and buld the camp, dig a trench to place our walls.  I am wary. but hopefull.

Journey in the Underoworld

I just got back from the underworld.  I entered with Sibyl and we meet Charon, ferrying the dead. Charon stopped us but with the help of the golden brough Sibyl convinced him to let us pass. On the other side monstrous Cerberus resided. Sibyl threw him a sop; slumberous with honey and drugged as well. The might beast relaxed and fell asleep.

I came across the shade of Dido. With the welling of tears I tried to show my affection, remorse and smooth her rage but she turned from me without a word.  With tears to I spoke to my friend Deiphobus, still bearing the marks of the cruel wounds inflicted on him.

Finally we entered Elysium. When I reached my father I tried to embrace him but time again and with tears streaming I realized I could not. That’s when I saw the shades at the river Lethe and ask my father what it meant.  My father explained that they were awaiting rebirth, that they were the unborn shades of our Roman descendants and told me of the heroes of Rome.

He told me of the Alban Kings, Romulus, Caesar Augustus who will bring back the age of gold and many others who would make my people the greatest nation in the world. Finally my father told me of the wars that were to be fought in Italy.

We are sailing north to Caieta.

The council of Sibyl

I arrived at Sibyl’s cave and I prayed to Apollo, asking him to let the Trojans rest in Italy. To build our city and in it I would place him a marble temple; and a sacred shrine for Sibyl too. Sibyl prophesised that The Trojans would reach Lavinium’s realm but we will rue our arrival. War, horrendous wars. Again a stranger bride. Our path to safety will open firs from where we least expect it - a city built by the Greeks! 

I am aware of the magnitude of my tasks. No trial can loom before me in any surprising form. I asked about my journey to the underworld, where and how to get there. I must find the golden brough and expiate the death of one of you companions whose body pollutes the entire fleet.

We prepare funeral rites for Misenus, all his shipmates gathered around. 

 I was led then by doves to the golden brough. When I returned Misenus funeral rites were performed, his shipmates gathered around. I am anxious to enter the underoworld but excited to see my father once again.

Message from my Father

Last night I received a vision of my father!

 “Follow old Nautes good advice. Choose you elite troops, your bravest heroes and sail on to Italy. There you must battle down a wild people. But first you must go down to the house of death and seek me there. I live in Elysium where the true and faithful gather. Sibyl will guide you there and then you will learn of your entire race to come and the city walls that will be your own."

I am currently preparing to leave. A city is to be  founded under Acestes rule for those who stayed behind and we sailed to Italy. I pray to Jove they will prosper.

 

The Games for Anchises

I still miss my father dearly! we landed in Sicily once again, nearby my fathers tomb. Greeted by Trojan born Acesta we offered libations to my father and I addressed his shade.  At my last word a serpent slivered from the shrines depths. It slowly tasted the offerings among the bowls and goblets then slid back below. 

I recognised that this sigh meant my father’s ghost was present at the ceremony and I reviewed it with zeal and then we had ritual feats. Then the day of the games for Anchises, my honoured father, came around. The competitions were boat racing, foot racing, boxing and archery. Prizes were given and it was great to see the men display there Arete. Everyone had a great time and my spirit feels lifted. 

However while we were celebrating the games, the Trojan women in camp were convinced and frenzied into destroying our ship.  Depressed by our endless wanderings and wishing to build a city where we were. They were driven on my some immortal goddess in a human form.  I prayed to might Jove and at once rain came falling down with fury. We have only lost four ships.

I wondere if I should forget my fate and settle in Sicily. Nautes advises me, saying to leave behind those who were worn out from this exile, the old, and women sick from sea and the feeble. To leave them to have their walls in this land. Im going to bed now, I don't know what to do.