Space Journal - Day 4

Phew, yet another eventful day. Mostly running. I managed to escape from those nutty gentry. I'd luckily managed to lay out the table for breakfast with the wrong cutlery which bought me some time as they tried to rectify it before the rest of the guests woke. There have also been developments in tracking down that signal, after escaping in my ship I traced the signal to a small town named Plotus Contrivus. It can only assume it is a language similar to Latin back home. It turned out that the signal was in fact on a planet deeper into this solar system. I asked the locals (who peculiarly seemed to specialise in communications and thus were able to find the signal I was looking for. Another stroke of luck.) Who told me of wizards living on the planet from which the signal was coming from. I can only assume it was they who confounded my radar, and so, re-fuelled and refreshed I set off this evening to this new planet and to the truth.