Now gather round me pirate chums,
I've yet more tales to tell.
About the wailing Barnacle
and the tragedy to which she sailed.
It started a relaxing night,
some merchant quests to do.
But once a full four crew we had,
the itch for mischief grew.
The plan to fight a cursed fleet
went South when cloud went down.
But west our port at daggertooth
new fortress cloud did frown.
We sailed straight there with wary souls,
some far off ships did spy.
Took some hits while coming in
but moored her well, first try!
Those cursed bones we fought and broke,
the waves went smooth and fast.
Quite soon possessed that grand vault key,
our fortune claimed at last!
We brought the spoils from shore to ship
we made all haste in fear.
That we might catch ships rolling in
to take our riches dear.
Twas no other ship that dared
but something from the deep.
That otherworldly roar was heard
the kraken wakened from its sleep.
Far too hard we'd worked to see
this ship sink with our spoils.
But had full faith that we'd survive
those grasping, inky coils.
Perhaps we were too confident,
we fought with all our might.
But a rubbery limb sealed off our path
to fix the holes aright.
And now with water pouring in
from every single breach.
The ship began to float quite low,
the bilge still couldn't reach.
With massive limb the creature slapped and
knocked us to and fro.
Now finally that arm had moved,
“repairs! Heave-to lads, go!”
Me finest crewmen off the ship
the Leviathan did suck.
And while we bailed the toll we heard,
from victory defeat was plucked.
The faintest shade of hope there was,
for one of us survived.
And near the spot we had gone down,
once we three were revived.
We set our course to get it back,
while one kept loot afloat.
Two arms of that dread beast remained,
as if 'twas just to gloat.
We sailed back to the inky sea,
and made great timing too.
Those beastly arms had disappeared,
the water once more blue.
Now lucky here we are indeed,
I had the gall to think.
For crewmate Seth had kept it all
from managing to sink.
We all rushed to the bow to spy
the sea gods did we beg.
"Please let us get our loot back home,
each chest, skull, crate, and keg."
It was about this time I thought
“the mega keg's out there.”
And asked our man to find it
for soon we'd be right there.
Those bits of shine we came upon
the keg was not yet found.
We should have slowed or trimmed the sail
but were blind and treasure bound.
Belated came the call to halt
and anchor then to drop.
The last thing that we saw and heard,
a blinding flash and thunderous pop.
Again the wailing Barnacle
had sunk to the sea floor.
No time to bail she was far gone
before we'd passed the ferry door.
Too far we were when back we came
our loot we'd never find.
From Marauders arch we vainly sailed
no happy end in mind.
To empty sea devoid of goods,
our deflated crew arrived.
Aye twas a shame for all the toils
and trials in which we strived.
But unflappable a crew we be,
we shake it off and say:
The sea of thieves she giveth,
and the sea of thieves taketh away.”
