Kalypso sent the following report to TMN:

Esteemed Paramedic,

Recently, Odesseus deftly talked me into a trip to Peaceton. (Actually, he promised to behave and I resolved to sleep with my dagger, just in case.) We were careful not to miss the boat and once it had departed the dock, dear Odes informed me that he hadn't brought any money! I tossed him a few coins and we whiled away the long hours playing blackjack, building up our meager reserves. Being the sleepy fen that he is, I spent lonely hours fishing and wistfully listening to the sunstone messages from the Puddleby Isles.

Not knowing if we'd be thrown off the ship at the end of our journey, Odes and I came out of the ship's library at an uncodly hour to disembark. We looked briefly in the nearby town, and Odes killed an arachnid that was wandering about. I don't know what kind it was, as I was hiding. The last thing I wanted to do was fall so soon after arriving.

Because of the hour, we decided more sleep was in order and began to look for a safe place to bed down. Most unfortunately, we picked exactly the wrong place and when we next woke we were heading back to Puddleby on the ship! We were both so disappointed, and tried to devise ways to at least get back to Puddleby in less than four days. We soon came to the conclusion that though there are at least three ways to fall on the ship, there really is no way off the ship, so we wallowed in our sorrows with drink and gambling.

We woke ragged and hung over on the Puddleby dock, home again after what was quite possibly the shortest Peaceton trip in history.

Your humble near-newbie,
-Kalypso