Tavern Tales

  • Hi all

    Hopefully you're all familiar with the Pirate Times? Every other month we celebrate the weird and wonderful things you've all been up to in game by putting together a newspaper containing your stories! If you've never seen an issue, catch up here.

    We're on the hunt for stories for our January issue. Got a tale to tell? Please write it up below and add a screenshot to illustrate your adventure.

    When we're building the January issue we'll take a look at your stories and some of our favourites will end up in the issue!

  • I'd just like to give a little shoutout to the Galleon Parked at Shipwreck bay yesterday evening.
    We came across a galleon crew who was doing a lot of Rag and Bone voyages and had their deck full of crates ready to be plundered.

    They put up a fight but judging by their playstyle I'd say that they weren't PvP inclined. We sank them and killed off the stragglers and were honestly amazed by the amount of Rag and bone chests, we turned them in and instantly finished our stolen chest commendations.

    These people weren't salty and even honestly said GG to us when we won.
    It must not be easy to lose so much loot on a crew of 3 pirates who just hop in to steal it all in one fell swoop so I just want to say in all honesty thank you so much for this loot. Because of you many sloops brigs and Galleons will be spared at Shipwreck bay.

    With kind regards: Buck_Luny, Mister_Lozz and G-Nox

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    Skellyboat 500 just exploded during a famous shipbattle in the wilds.

    Now me fellow pirates may call me legend of the sea of thieves xD

    I need some time to let this all come in its like waves of emotions :")

    500 pesky skellyboats! Popping up out of the blue..

    Maybe half of them solo and even doing the shipbattles solo to get there.. 500

    I used a bucket most of the time its more easy side by side sharing water. 500 i mean anywho knows how many buckets of water so many i used!

    Me got shiny legend canons cheers ^^

  • What have you named your pet?

    I always run around bare foot, so now whilst holding my monkey, the text options are humourous

  • Ahoy there! Captain Cayde back in the tavern to tell the tale of the greatest pirate interaction my good eye has ever seen!

    There we were, ol' Gran and I, along with two other crewmen, one being our silty Bard and the other our hard-working, Asian fellow Mister Phil. We saw the beckoning Skull of the Skies, eyes lit with mesmerizing fury, and decided to clear out the skellies who had taken up bonafide residence below. A few bellowing blunderbusses and clashing cutlasses later, we held our conquering key aloft in wearied jubilation. As the fort shuddered in anticipation, revealing its heart's trove, sails arose on the horizon in haste, sending a ship to contest our spoils.

    Shouting a plan, we bounded aboard carrying only the most valuable of possessions. Gran, cooking up her usual special, grabbed the mega keg and made for the rear of the island. I took the helm and circled in an attempt to lead them to where the dear soul would be awaiting them beneath the waves.

    Unfortunately, this is where the plan went wrong but the adventure went right.

    The ship refused to cooperate, leaving poor Gran bobbing, keg in hand, with nothing to destroy. She forced her tired old bones to carry her back to the fort to await retrieval, offering to stay behind and perhaps guard what treasure remained. What happened next she did not expect.

    As she watched her ship sail away, a healthy pursuit in tow, she climbed a nearby watchtower to hide away the keg she carried. A shot rang out, from somewhere, though she could not tell the direction. She was standing aloft in the tower, keg nestled calmly beside her when suddenly a figure emerged calling out for a truce.

    "LET'S FORM AN ALLIANCE!" he yelled up at her.

    Gran scratched her chin. "You've got no boat! I haven't a boat either." She glanced around, wondering if this strange man knew of the destructive power placed at her feet. "Go away!"

    "LET'S FORM AN ALLIANCE!" he called again. "Truce! I'm Coolero!" And with that, he began to climb the ladder.

    "BACK!" cried Gran, drawing her cutlass. "Coolero! You stay where you are!" She furiously swiped at the top of the ladder, causing him to stop mid-climb. There they stood at a stalemate.

    "LET'S FORM AN ALLIANCE!" came once more, with a continued ascent.

    Gran's viperous arm struck, sending Coolero tumbling to the ground below. "Stay where you are!" She raised her cutlass, a pointed finger of warning. "You listen to me, Coolero. You stay where you are or I will have to kill you." Eyeing the mega keg beside her, she knew she had all the power she needed to make true her vow. But deep in her rotten heart, she knew she did not want to hurt this poor, enthusiastic man.

    Coolero dashed up the path and into the bushes. Gran looked to the horizon, hope kindled as she spied a set of familiar sails.

    "Shouldn't be long now," she said to herself as she looked back down the ladder to see Coolero preparing to climb again.

    "AHOY! LET'S FORM AN ALLIANCE!" He started to climb.

    "I will make you a deal," Gran began. "Rumors say there will soon be pets on the sea, but for now, YOU can be my pet! What do you say to that, Coolero!?" She realized she had grown rather fond of him and thought a good mascot he might make for the crew.

    "AYE!" he called! "LET'S FORM AN ALLIANCE!"

    "Perfect!" called Gran. "Now, you stay down."

    He started to climb.

    "DOWN BOY! Bad Coolero!" She swiped her cutlass against the ladder in a warning. "Bad!" He slowly crept upward. "Stay!" Another slash and Coolero went straight back to the ground where he began.

    This exchange continued for several more minutes as the ship approached.

    Falling yet again, Coolero seemed disappointed that, regardless of his enthusiasm toward their friendship, Gran refused to allow him near. Gran, on the other hand, was quite content with their current standing.

    "We are going to have to look into some obedience training," she mumbled as she watched Coolero bound away, only this time it was not up the path but to the adjacent tower. "Now what is that boy doing this time?" No sooner than she uttered the question she had her answer.

    There stood Coolero in the tower, a mirrored image of his new owner. Only his tower had a cannon facing Gran. With an enthusiastic wave, he loaded a cannonball.

    "No! No! No! Coolero!" shouted Gran as she grabbed the mega keg and sprinted toward the other side of the tower. In a leap mixed with faith and desperation, she careened out of the tower and into the writhing waters below. Deep she swam, hoping to avoid any unwanted, and unwarranted, cannon fire.

    Not long afterward, Gran climbed back aboard, shoving away the happy crew who attempted to greet her. She drew her spyglass, searching the towers for her new pet. Disappointment leaked into the hole Coolero shot into the hull of her heart.

    "Glad to have you back, Gran," I said with my usual captain smile. "Were you bored waiting for our return?"

    She lowered the spyglass. "Lower the sails. The sooner we leave, the better."


  • the tale of the maurding on friday I was on the seas with my friends and we came upon this sloop and my friend said we'll trade a rag and bone crate for the stolen rag and bone crates commendations and so I went full thief and stole all his stuff and sank his ship and we killed him and we got most of the commendations the end. EDIT it was on Friday not Saturday

  • Leave them on top of the Sea Dogs' Tavern at K-12:

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  • on Saturday as well I saw a sloop at golden sands and so I took their ship and said thank you sir for preparing us to make way and they I took his ship and then I took to sanctuary and they came back on so we took them down by me boarding them but I died but they sunk in the end.

  • The higher you fish, the better is the fish !

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  • Please, dont negate me...
    I want friends...

    But... please dont stop breathing...

  • Feeding a pig with a pineapple increases the duration before having to feed it again !

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  • last night I was doing what every sot fan would do when there is an update anyways I was on a sloop with @NoFears-Fun and he got kicked and so I was alone and a skelly sloop popped up and so I sank it and I sold everything even though I'm pl 6 and I don't need this type of loot but I sold it because I was in an alliance the end

  • As the title suggests.

    I think my favourite thing about the game right now is the fact I can play it on my Samsung S20, the 70" screen - although small for a mobile for today - just feels great! Still looks best on my Xbox FOUR X Extreme Platinum though.

    Loving the baby Flameheart pet, he's adorable. But doesn't fit very well on the Man O' War capstan at the back of the ship, the mid deck and bow capstans work fine though.

    Not enjoying the new Tall Tale "Brigssys back, again!". I just don't like ice biomes so it really puts me off.

    The new steam ship attachments for the ships are great, although I wish you didn't have to refuel them at active forts. Especially the one in Sea of the Damned.

  • Voy y vuelvo!
    dijo el pirata,
    media cuerda al cuello,
    y no respondo por mis patas!

  • My mate and I have taken respite at Galleon's Grave to share a grog or two and another tale. "So, " Duke asks from beside the fireplace, "Ya got yourselves some fine treasure today. I think two Reaper Chests and some Relics." I laugh, "Aye, we did, and a whopper of a tale to be told." Duke perks up, "Really, is it daring?" I nod, "Aye, daring and very lucrative as well.

    And so begins the tale of Shroudbreaker Shenanigans...

    I glance over at my shipmate, "What'll we be doin' t'day?" She shrugs a shoulder, "I don't know. But I fancy a relic hunt." I smile at that, "Sounds like an adventure." My crewmate waves then heads to the tavern, we're anchored at Galleon's Grave. "Duke, a relic voyage. If you will." Duke glances up from his moment drinking then jumps to his feet, "Why certainly, for a few doubloons I can get you started...on something Daring." Lady rolls her eyes, was that a glint if light from Duke's teeth? Nah, trick of the light. "Sure, have anything in The Wilds?" Lady asks. Duke pulls some papers out of his pockets and then rifles through them, "Perhaps." He pauses then drops the mess, letting it all fall to the ground. All but one lonely piece of partchment makes it to the ground as Duke plucks it from its fall, "Here you go lass. The Wilds." With a wink and an exchange of doubloons for the map I set off to return to the ship and cast down the voyage. "Did you get it?" I ask. Lady nods, "Aye, The Wilds. Ready?" I nod, "I'll keep an eye on the map, and you can navigate." Lady departs for the helm while I go down to the map and begin plotting our course.
    For the most part, our trip is pretty uneventful. We both spot a sign of the Repaer's Chest and I give the direction to sail. "Aye, thank you. I see it now." Lady says as she turns the wheel.
    Since the mark isn't that far from our location it's a quick trip. We make haste to the nearest outpost and turn it in to Duke with a wave we're off again. Ah, another mark. Out near Sunken Grove. We grab that Reaper Chest as well, but spot other ships in the area. South East we head. Into the Devil's Roar. Thankfully there are no ships in sight. We anchor off the north short of Morrow's Peak and Lady takes off with the chest and turns it over to Duke (His momma must have had a lot of boys named Duke). As I start for the ship, I pause to speak with Gracie. After a bit of a chat I ask about the shorts of gold. Gracie is more than happy to recount the tale. After listening to the story I bid her farewell and return to the vessel. I spot a something to the left of the helm, lashed to the railing, "What's this?" My mate says from below, "What's what?" "This," I say again and point at a little gold statue with ruby eyes. "Is that?" My mate comes up and glances over at the item in question, "Yes, that's Shroudbreaker." I look at it then to my mate, "And what's it doing here?" My mate laughs, "You been talkin' with Gracie?" I ask. Lady nods, "Aye, I did for a bit And she told me a story about Shroudbrea...Ooooh." Mate laughs, "Aye, oooooh."
    Lady shakes her head, "Well, we got that, and we best be off to get those relics, aye?" My mate nods, "Aye. To Sunken Grove then?" Lady nods, "Aye," and returns to the helm while I return to the map and give course to Sunken Grove.
    As we're sailing, a brigantine is spotted off in the distance. From what I can tell it's not really heading our direction. Yet. We finally reach Sunken Grove and begin the search for four captains and their crew, we're to dispatch them and continue on.
    I climb up a hill and look out to sea and spot a bring sailing our direction. As I run to the ship I shout, "Drop sails, brigantine comin' in fast!"
    Lady takes the helm and I drop sail and search for the brig. It's getting closer, "Sail East!" I yell. "East?" replies a skeptic Lady. "East, blast it all! Just trust me." I hear the wheel turn and the rudder strain to turn the ship about to an easterly course.
    "Keep goin' East, and don't stop for nothin'" I laugh as I recall one of the outpost merchants would always say that after ending the trade.
    I glance over the gunwale and spot the brig, they are fast and closing quickly. The water begins to churn red. "It's glowing!" Lady shouts. "WHat...Oh, it's workin' then." I reply. "Keep goin', that brig is gettin' closer!" I glance down at the map to see that we're heading towards Tribute Peak, or hopefully its location. A cannon fires and our little ship shudders as someone on the brig fires a shot. The water turns deeper red. I hear a laugh, but not from my mate. It's the other crew.
    They are so close we can hear them laughing, "You fools, you will perish and we'll take your treasure." I laugh, we have something they don't. Shroudbreaker. I glance at the map then take a compass heading, "What ya doin'? Keep headin' east!" A foot stomps above me, "The water is the colour of blood, and that statue is glowing something fierce. And that brig is getting closer, what do you want me to..." I cut Lady off, "Go East by Nor' East. We'll loose them." A grumbling comes from above, "Or we'll loose ourselves." I check my compass and the ship slowly turns to the east by north east, "Good, keep that headin'." I say with a tinge of comfort in my voice. "We're loosing them!" Lady shouts, "Oh by the grace of Athena, hold on! They're going to ram us!"
    I glance up from the map, and sure enough the sloop has our ship caught with a harpoon. And then it happens. A ghostly explosion rocks the brigantine. Their front mast falls and strikes the deck with such force, it looks to have crushed one of the crew. "Keep going! Tis almost o'ER!" A shot rings out and a shot strikes the wall next to me. I rush up to the helm to check on Lady. She's holding the wheel, eyes wide and fingers holding on to the helm with a death grip. Softly I say, "Tis o'er. Let up on the wheel." I pull out my spyglass and look for the brigantine and its crew.
    It's gone. To meet Davie Jones himself.
    I search the blood red sea and a glint catches my eye. "Lady, turn about! I see somethin' in the water."
    The sloop turns about and I hear the sail drop to half mast, "Right on course." I go to the bowsprit, "Raise the sail, it's close." Lady raises the sail and the ship slowly comes to a stop not far from where the brig went down.
    After a quick look around I jump in to the water and start bringing the brig's lost treasure aboard. Not much, but it will do. "Good haul off them braggarts!" I say with a laugh. The mood lightens and Lady joins in, "Right, that crew wasn't the smartest sailors to hit the seas." I nod as I offer, "Let's get back to Sunken Grove. And get those captains."
    As the ship comes about we set off to Sunken Grove.

    "And that is how we sunk a brig, and came in to port with a little extra." I laugh. Duke just looks with mouth agape. Speachless.. Finally he says, "You know, once word gets out everybody will be goin' to see Gracie. But you did it first. Using Shroudbreaker keep your ship safe, and a pox to those who follow that not have it." He jumps to his feet and shouts for all to hear, "How daring!"

  • Captain Morgan's Revenge by Alestorm. Listen. Discuss.


  • The sea, she ever calls to me
    She knows me not by name
    Nor never questions where I go
    Or where from land I came

    The sea, she ever calls to me
    She guides me with her wind
    Though journey's end is where I sail
    With her I must begin

    The sea, she ever calls to me
    She stirs this pirate heart
    Within its depths she'll always be
    For we will never part

  • So yesterday I finally finished the last missing original achievements from this game, the 250 goldhoarder voyages and the 1000 seamiles for goldhoarder, but the one for seamiles didn't unlock...first it stuck at 98%, so I sailed a bit and closed the game and started it again...it jumped on 99%...but it's not getting more...I sent already a support ticket and I will try again today, maybe it unlocks after a few miles...I hope...

  • I dont know if the Kraky was a curse, or a bless! But it just went for my ship, as same the brigantine... and just 10 cannonballs in my pocket, and 4 more in the ship...


  • Feeling a little swole here after losing my solo sloop and managing to continue on in my rowboat (as i do sometimes) to go find a sunken Reaper's Chest, retrieve it along with some gems and skulls, then cash it in with Duke at Golden Sands (after first going the completely wrong direction).

    Sometimes rowboat adventures feel the most rewarding.


  • I see that a lot of people have been wondering what's happening on the Sea of Thieves lately. "What's being dug up on the uncharted island? What are the skeletons doing with the dark relics? What is inside those Reaper's Chests? What new threat awaits us?!"

    Well, allow me to answer some of those questions! I'll keep it short - the skeletons have tried to save some of the most evil and vile souls from the Sea of the Damned and have them haunt the seas, unimpaired by cutlass or bullet. But with most of their relics missing the summoning ritual was no success - they only got two souls and these two were buffoons.
    Who are these buffoons, you ask? None other than @AutismusPiratus and yours truly! What did we do with such immense power?
    Find out for yourself!

    (Unfortunately the recording messed up and there is no sound. But that is just as well, as it is mostly just us saying "BoooOOOOoooOO." And yes, I will be filing a bug-report, despite this being the most fun glitch I've come across yet!)


  • I was sailing in the Devils Roar, doing the legend mercenary voyage,
    just as a safety messeure, I had started tall tale 9, so I could have the shroud breaker on me ship.

    then the reaper chest came, an I sailed straight over there, It was in the "corner" up Marauders arc, an there was another sloop, I got first to the shipwreck, an had 1 min before they would be there to.

    Found the reaper chest in 35 sec. an just sail as soon I came on board on my ship.

    Here is where I feel kinda bad an good at the same time, because I could just sail out to the Red sea, an they tried follow, but was force back, they followed to the corner an was going to chase me in the devils roar, but again, I just turn in to the red sea, where they had no change to get me.

    I dont know if it Grind 2 win, It a little troll like a least.
    What do you think ?

  • What happens when you put a pyromaniac behind a cannon, and a sociopath to defend a ship...
    Lets discover it!

    NOTE: This isnt my creation, its from an Xbox user, and my crewmate, who is always sinking galleons on a sloop... alone!

  • When leaving the Devil's Shroud after the Tall Tales : The Shores of Gold, there is a higher chance that the Megalodon appear !

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  • It was about 3 pm, my crew and I had docked at the nearest island outpost that we had just completed a Dark Relic mission.
    When I find myself selling the treasures, I see a brigantine speeding toward us, I quickly ordered my teammates to pull the anchor while me and my flight attendant helped me turn the sails to the right, which was the wind direction.
    After all the mechanisms, we went north, we thought of a strategy to sink the ship without having to fight, because we had only 2 special cannon balls, in this case they were two anchor balls.
    My aide noticed that we were near the edge of the map, and soon I thought of something risky, which would be to go north, and force them to cross the edge of the map, we quickly put the sails in the right direction to catch the top speed.

    Lucky for us, we were close to some big rocks, I can tell!
    So I turned the rudder to the left, and hid the ship behind the rock, and I think our enemies were novice pirates, because they kept going without noticing that they were on the edge of the map.
    When they realized, they tried to go back, but it was too late. We raised the anchor, turned the boat, fired the anchor balls, and got stuck. And in about 2 minutes, we watched the ship disappear from the horizon.


  • There I was, just mindin' me own business when I spot a skull in the sky. "Well," I says to m'self, "Time to be headin' that way." So off I sail. As I approach the fortress cannons from all over the island fire. "Their balls putting many a trails in the sky, each aimin' for me." Bwomp. Bam…Shudder. Time to turn the rudder. The I glance at the many patrons around me. Not that I ask them to gather around me. It's just been a time since I told a tale.

    "So I get m'self anchored off Old Boot Fort and begin hacking away at the denizens of the fortress. "So, there I was betting back wave after wave of skeletons. Some with kegs, those hurt but give ya the most bang for your…. Well bang." A few laughs ripple through the crowd. "Then what?" asks one of the listeners. After giving the gent, if you could call 'im that, a soft look I continue. "Not sure when the Captain will arrive, but I was long in to the battle when I hear more cannon fire." I lift my grog to my lips and take a gulp. "I ran back to me vessel and start lookin' around for the interloper." A murmurs ripple about me as I continue. "I spot it, a galleon, anchored right at the piers, tucked between two towers." Someone shouts, "Yer screwed lass." I give the pirate a laugh while slapping the table, "No, 'cause the captain an' its crew must have been sort on brains. They didn't see me, or my vessel." A laugh erupts within the tavern, "Then what did you do?" After I pause a bit a tuck on a few fingers of me gloves, "I boarded their vessel. They was doin' a right fine job of killin' them skeletons. So I gave 'em a hand." With all the fingers finally tucked neatly in to place the story continues, "You must understand, they was at full sail, and the wind…well was with me. That's for sure. I raised their anchor." "No ya didn't, y'ld be daft to do that." I laugh again, "Then I be daft, because that's what I did. They was busy worryin' about the battle within, I had the ship. I struck the island and put a tiny hole in the galleon, then jumped ship." All goes quiet in the tavern, only the crickets can be heard playing their song outside. "T'was a sight. I don't remember what happened, I think I got killed. But the Ferryman holds me a bit then sends me back to the world of the living." A bar-woman refills my grind and I give her wink and a doubloon for her troubles. "So?" Someone else asks. "So, " I continue, "Got back to my sloop and they must have figured out what was going on and attacked me with guns and swords. Right sad bit of luck on my part mind you." I look thoughtful for a moment, tapping my lips trying to recall what came next."

    "Well, by that time I was getting' worried that they might sink me good ship," I says. Another voice chimes in as another woman pushes through the tavern doors, "I was up in their bloody crows' nest watching it all." I raise my mug to the new arrival, "Come, sit. Finish the tale." "Aye, " the visitor says, "As I was saying; I was up in the crows nest, then I hear it. The finality of a ship going down.." A crusty old pirate points at the stranger, "Was it yer sloop." I laugh and waggle a finger at my guest and the other pirate, "Our sloop. No, it wasn't." The old man rubs his chin, 'Then who's?" My friend simply replies, "Theirs. The galleon sunk. That small hole made a difference." A cough and a sputter of laughter rips through the old man's mouth, "What?" Lady nods, "Aye, was the galleon. There I was hanging on to the railing for dear life and the ship begins its death roll." By now even the crickets have gone silent. Even Duke is looking aghast as the story continues to unfold. "Right. The galleon goes down. Them crewmates that was left on the island died before they could save their galleon. And some died at my hand." I nod, "That's what happened. But it gets better, continue if you would Lady." I wave a hand for the other woman to then continue. "The best part, not the galleon sinking, but that was, " then in a seductive voice she drawls out, "Good. What was really good was that they did all the work for us." Duke shouts, "No, they didn't. Did they?!" Lady laughs, "Yes, the captain was the only one left, and not without any a guard."

    Duke drops in to a nearby seat, sitting on a pirate that has it already occupied, "Right sad mess then. For them." He laughs a deep throaty laugh. "And that's not all," Lady says. I just sit quietly as my mate tells more. "Well, One of us, I don't rightly recall who, killed the captain. We unlocked the vault and …" Someone shouts, "You grabbed every-th-th-th-thing?" Lady shakes her head, "Not quite, we figured it would be best to grab one valuable item and leave the rest." Dukes eyes bulge out, "You what?" He shouts. Spittle flying everywhere. "Calm down Duke, calm down.", Tanya says aloud, "Let her continue." After Duke collects himself he waits for the rest and it finally comes. "Right, thank you Tanya." Lady lifts her mug to the tavern keep. "As we sail off, I glance to starboard and spot a galleon coming in fast. We got underway as quick as could be." Lady gestures to me to resume telling the tale. "Off we went, to Plunder Outpost." Tanya smiles cheerfully. "The galleon fired off a shot. Maybe a cannon ball, maybe a crew member. But after a few reach shots struck the vessel, wellll, it was one of their crewmates." As I swirl a finger around the lip of me mug I continue to recall, "As we approached the outpost, I grabs the one item, one of the stronghold's powder keg. Right heavy they are." I swat away something buzzing around me. "Anyway, I gives it over to the merchant. And what to do get for it?" I laugh and dramatically swirl a finger in the air, "Some gold an' a shot in the back for it." Duke's head drops to the table as he bangs it a few times against the wood. Lady glances at me, "You got shot? You didn't tell me that." I roll my eyes, "No reason to, I made it back. To you." Lady smiles fondly. Duke mumbles, "Tell me you got away." I nod, "We got away." Lady nods in agreement, "That we did. But there's more."

    Duke sits up, "More? Due tell." I laugh, "Very well." Lady reaches over to my hand and gives it a pat. "Well, you know how some shipwrecks been castin' to the skies?" Duke nods, "Yes, Reaper Chests." I nod, "Yes, Reaper Chests." "And," Duke sits back up. An inquisitive look on his face. "We picked up three of them." Duke's lips curl into a smile only a shark could love. "Oh, and did we mention that we returned to Old Boot Fort?" Lady nods as Duke looks about to have a fit. "Yes, we picked up some more treasure, the galleon's captain thought not to check the vault. It was all there. And we retrieved the good bits." Duke's face goes pale, "And?" "And," I resume. "We picked up the third Reaper Chest right after that. There we were at Smuggler's Bay and ready to pull the third chest from the water when we spot a galleon coming at us." At this time, nearly a voice is quiet not even the Mysterious Stranger speaks. "We drop sail and head off.", I say. "They give chance, and took to noticin' that there was a skull in the sky, but it vanished." I roll my shoulders and turn my head to loosen some knots in my neck. "They was getting' close, so I decided to drop a Reaper chest in the wat..' Duke jumps to his feet, "You bloody did what?!" His fists shake with rage. Lady gets to her feet and shoots daggers at Duke, "You heard her, you idiot. We dropped one in to the water." Duke stomps over to our table and puts his hands on his hips, "Even I wouldn't do that." Lady slaps the man across the face, "Shut it and sit down." Duke's eyes bulge out and he sits. Perhaps he was inspired to do so with quite a few pistols and blunderbuss' pointed at him. "The galleon stops to pick up the chest. They dropped anchor to do so, and that got us a bit further away from them." I smile, "Yes, and the wind changed direction." Lady glares at Duke then returns to her chair. "The galleon was getting close again, so we … " Duke begins breathing heavily, "You didn't …" Lady nods, "We did. We dropped another in to the water. And they stopped to pick that one up." I chuckle.

    "They resumed their chase. But I had to laugh, I was worried about the Kraken." Lady takes a sip of grog then steeples her hands together, "And Athena's graces must have fell upon us. The galleon was the chew toy for the kraken." Duke gets a wild look on his face, "So, you're saying you dropped two Reaper Chests in the water, they got the kraken and you got away?" My mate and I nod at the same time. "And you still had the treasure from the fortress?", asks Duke. Again we both nod. "And if I recall, you … " He looks thoughtful then recalls, "Aye, you did bring me a chest. And I heard you turned in a chest to the Gold Hoarders, and a few other bits of treasure." Duke laughs, "How daring! A finger to everybody in some way, I would say."

    My crew and I both glance at each other, then Lady speaks, "Let's see what else happened this very day?" She chaps her chin, "Oh, We made our way past another outpost and while going to retrieve another Reaper's Chest, and spotted a galleon and a skeleton ship near." I laugh, "Oh, I remember that. I was on the island. And the galleon dropped anchor to turn in treasure. They didn't see me." I pinch my nose to stifle a laugh, "Carefully I made my way past the galleon and edged along the shore line." I take a swig of grog and continue, "As I am about to board the skeleton ship it turns to start battle. But with whom?" Lady slaps the table, "Not with us, I was already in the Devil's Roar." I laugh as well, "The galleon crew thought the skeleton ship was after them, so they opened fire on it. Now they did it, they give the skeletons a reason to attack them." Duke begins to shake with laughter, "What next?"
    "Well, I did manage to get to the skeleton's ladder and climb. I was getting shot at by the skeletons so I climbed aboard and run across the deck and dropped down the other ladder." Duke's body continues to shudder with laughter, "How daring!" I roll my eyes, "I couldn't see the battle unfold but both ships were giving it their all." I purse my lips to stifle a chuckle. "Next thing I know I was getting' shot at. I look up and spot the skeleton captain takin' shots at me with her blunderbuss." Lady glances at me as does Duke. "What, I took a few shots to the my body. It was, Daring." Duke laughs heartily.

    "So, I finally meet the Ferryman." I sigh. Someone asks, "And what happened to the galleon?" I shrug my shoulders, "Not sure, we never went back to find out." Lady smirks, "Right, we didn't. We did manage to sink at least two galleons, one by kraken, and the other at the fortress." I yawn, "Well, I'm tired. C'mon Lady, let's turn in for the evening." Lady and I stand a toss a look to Duke, "Good evening, Duke. I hope you enjoyed that." He nods briskly, "That I did, that I did."

    The end.


  • Hello Dear Brothers and Sisters of the Coast , i will shatter immediatly thy yearning to read that Rare may had imported a new Gem. They didn't and the Gem i'm referring towards is from a whole different Class...

    To make even more sure that the Regulars nor the New Pirates would waste more time : This is not about game info, tips and tricks , no complaints , no opinion piece , no wisdom no lesson...

    This is just a story, from an old guy that loves Sea of Thieves and the Pirates he often meet out there. If there is still one interested , probably ( * a poor) a New Pirate i will tell you this. i can't write yer Beautiful Language , i can't spell , have long forgotten what grammar means and i once again warn you that proceeding your read may ( * and probably will) leave you behind with a dissapointed feel in the region of " wasted lifetime"...

    It has been a very long time before i'm daring to write a story again in my style ( * Which means no style at all, George , you tripple Moron)...i haven't feeling very happy with certain things but i have spewed that all out off my system a few weeks ago...i'm also became rusty and therefor tried to make a story of my own , set in the SOT world...i have postponed that since i'm simply stuck...
    But Blood Crawls where it can't run and so i wanted to write a story again...

    The New Updates , and i mean Arena and Tall Tales had made it impossible to write a story. The First reason is simple: Tall Tales are Sacred for me . That is Storytelling , and Storycreating in a way i never could , not even if i would take writing courses ( * Writing courses??? Whahahaaaa, you don't even know what alfabet means, GutterWriter - Oh, no have you remembered that old name, Sunshine? * Old name?, maybe Captain Tearface , but he still can't write even if his misarable life would depend on it...)

    No , The Respect for the Tall Tale team, from Creator ,Music Composer , Graphics and Riddle Creators towards the Voiceactors who gave it their best, forbids me to write a single word as my words would only degrade their Great Stories of Lore...

    " Oh, George " i hear you say ( * You whot ey??? You hear voices ...of readers ??? But you dumb yokel , the poor Soul that was reading has fallen in a coma ...You are a serialkiller with yer stories , a neckshot would be yer punishment if i was a judge...- They would call you Judge Mental, Sunshine * A ha haaa , funny joke , Captain Tearface , did you pay money to someone ,because you're not funny - Neither are you ,Sunshine...* Shut up) "can't you make us an Arena story ?".
    No, i'm sorry , i only write from what i experience and feel and allthough i can see my crew and sometimes what they do , even in combat i miss details as i'm repairing and defending the ship...
    Knowing what 16 other , and unknown Pirates are doing is just impossible and would be totally incomplete...

    It would be Great if all 20 Pirates would write about the same battle but that's impossible to organize , unfortunately because that would really be a new style of writing...Imagine 20 Pirates equipped with their unique character that would write the battle as they saw and experienced through their eyes and mind...

    But Rare wouldn't be Rare if they wouldn't think of Old George and so came Dark Relics , an Update in the Adventure part of Sea of Thieves who simply put, give you new maps to find New Trinkets that have a lot of value...And there my story starts ( * ZZZZ zzz zz , huh? Whot ? Is he finally starting ? And Jezus wept ...ah well, i got nothing else to do in this wasteland of an empty head of his).

    i had late shift , came home tired , ate a bit while watching some boring television ( * Is there anything else than boring television programs? No ? i thought so). A bit later as usual i climbed my Atticstairs , a white door seals off the normal , boring ,dull , routinous life from ... George 's FantasyLand...i switched the light on and met with my trusted books , comics, games , movies , and musiccd's all ordered ( * You call that ordered?) in a ,well, choatic manner...

    A Magical Device , i once bought from a certain Mr Spencer , was started . An eyehurting bright green made place for a Wellknown and Wellloved other Logo...Sea of Thieves Anniversary Edition...

    My usual crew were already full so i just went on a Solo Sloop , with the option that Friends could join. After a very demanding week of Late shifts , i yearned to hear the waves clutch and splatter againts the bow of my lovely little vessel...

    i never " dress up" myself nor my Sloop. i rather run around in Bilge Rat and other lowranked clothes than fancy Admiral or Legend Clothes. i see the way i keep things poor and simple an easier way to meet the "newer " Pirates who sail around in the same " dress up".

    This has given me the oppertunity to drop a few tip and tricks to New Pirates or Newer Crews . Legends still bring fear to many New Pirates as many Legends still fire first nomatter what the quality of sailing and defending is deployed before their eyes...

    i wasn't sure what to do, as i was tired i was simply very glad with sailing. No mission, no goal ...A way of sailing i like very much when feeling depleted...But the flares of smoke unleased by those threacherous but very interresting Reaper Chest brought me a glimpse of dubloon Fever.
    i made sail towards the shipwreck . When i'm sailing alone , i even have eyes in the back . You have to , when you're alone , but i didn't see one Piratevessel , a Skeletonship here and one very further away but no Real Pirates...

    So , calmed , and enjoying the subtle game music while the sounds of the wind almost felt like it was rousing through my ponytailed hair, i finally arrived the Shipwreck that had promised me it had a Reaper's Chest amongst it's cargo. The cargo was rich , so rich that i was doubting to not just take it all. Yes , yes , i too can become enslaved by the greed caused by Goldfever ( * Goldfever ...he's the man with the gun....ooops wrong song). i didn't knew what to do first , secure the Reaper's chest first or...take the other stuff first , so i went for the second option and off i went . In total i took 2 Emerald Gems , a Shipwrecked Captain's Chest , a Villianous Skull ( * That shining made you wobly , wasn't it ? moron...Do you not call these skulls Villainnousious skulls? LanguageMangler!) and a whole lot of baked fish and meat ...This is what i call a Prizeship...

    Everytime i placed something on my humble Sloop, i looked around to see if not other Pirates were going after my prize, but i didn't saw anything...
    But when i finally came to the surface with the Reaper's Chest, out of breath and already choking, i got startled by cannonfire. The flank of my Sloop took my sight away so i didn't knew what was having a go at me , was it a Skeletonship i had missed or was i being sneaked up by a Real Pirate?

    The answer was handed to me from the moment i climbed my ladder , it was a Sloop with a Legend Sail , i could feel the raincloud already shoving over my mood . Quickly i dropped my Reaper's Chest ,jumped aside because a cannonball aimed at my face ( * Face? That thing is called Ugly Mug in English ,moron and why are you afraid ,fool? Even cannonballs take a turn when they see you upclose. You should have been a passenger on the Titanic , and they could bind you on their bow, you could break ice just by looking at it , mongrel, hihihihihihiiiiii). i got partly hit and was flung onto my middeck, quickly i ran back up the ladder dropped the sails , without aiming them...

    i had spotted their first ,strange , mistake ...They had anchored with their sails down, while they started to pepper my poor old Sloop, but this thing isn't called " The Unsinkable LXII" not for nothing, so i quickly started to repair four holes that were taken.
    In the meantime , my " enemy" had raised their anchor and started a chase , because of their anchoring of the ship ,they had lost a lot of...sea ( * It's not sea, moron , it's : they lost a lot of ground). But my sail was aimed wrongly , and while i repaired under fire from Eye of Reach fire , i finally succeeded in repairing the ship.

    Back to the steering wheel , i saw they had already gained alot since my headstart. i turned the sail , took a bullet that nearly killed me and yet again i had to dive in my bananabarrel to find some revitalising fruit...

    It started to rain cannonballs but many missed , being a bit a naturelover i became angry so i shouted ; " yow , yokels , are you the ones responsible for the hole in the ozonlayer? i'm here ,can't you see me". My mocking taunting behaviour has result , a cursed cannonball raised my sails , i turned but knew i was a sitting duck ( * Damn, i would like to alter "sitting" into a different word but the censorating machine forbids me again...AAArgh , another good joke sunk in the Sea - Pfft, Sunshine , do you call that a good joke? * Can you do better , crybaby?..- Sigh...* i thought so).

    But once again these Pirates amazed me , they shot over me in speed because they had forgotten to raise sails or drop the anchor. From the moment i could use my sails again , i sailed away...But it would only be postponement .Two against One , they were close , i couldn't look since i was repeatedly shot by the Eye of Reach. A harpoon thudded in my middle deck , i turned agressivly but knew i couldn't hold the pace of bullets , harpoons , and trying to outturn them.

    i looked to the sky but the God of the Heaven didn't granted me one sight ( * Can you blame him? moron...) So , in despair i gazed upon the Sea...Damn, i was so close , where did these Pirates came from? i had checked the Horizon before taking a new dive . They must have spawned at Sanctuary Outpost ,since that Outpost was close to the wreckage , or they had used islands and rocks as cover to sneak upon me.

    i was getting ready to be boarded , there was no use to change my Flintlock for a Blunderbuss , even a three year old takes me out in a melee fight...But Sea of Thieves has always cared for me, and yet again the Sea Gods send help to an Old Desperate Pirate.

    A Message popped up that PollyOliverPerk had joined the crew. PollyOliverPerk is a Forummember with a long career here.
    We had chatted before and we had a common thing in games...We are a bit shy and on our guard in Mulitplayer Games...And i had told her that if she saw an open spot , she was always welcome...
    i call her she , but i didn't knew that, for me Polly was the Parrot from " Polly wants a ...,damn censoratingmachine, why don't you take a hike?..., cookie. Oliver is a man's name , so i thought he was a man and Perk , well i know the word from the Fallout games where Perks are things or abilities you gain by levelling up...

    To my amazement Polly was a she . Quickly i welcomed her and asked to aim the sails ,as i was trying to outturn them to break their harpoonline. Hope and Courage has arrived in the shape of a New Sidekick and Kicking , oh yeah , she did...

    We outturned them and the pesky Eye of Reach shots that sometimes took more than half of my health while i was holding the Helm ,became answered by Eye of reach Fire from Mrs Polly...The odds were even...The " sightseeing tour " could start with full Passion...

    i was so uplifted that there was at least a chance that we could bank the Reaper's Chest in, that i started to taunt again...Funny taunts , childish stereotypical moviequotes were flying out of my mouth like bullets from a machinegun...It was so harmless fun that even Mrs Polly laughed...

    We talked while we were taking them to the " Old George's Sightseeing tour over the Wonderful , Fantastic World of SOT".
    i could immediatly hear that the SeaGods had send me , once again , a Person with a Heart of Gold...Poor Neil Young , he's searching for a Heart of Gold for his whole life and i just have to gaze to the Sea Gods and they provide me with one...

    i may be a real loser in real life ,for many of your eyes ,but when i play SOT , i really meet alot of exeptional personalities...
    While we were getting to know eachother a bit better , the " enemy " had closed in again.And the Harpoon struck our Sloop again.
    Mrs Polly fired a shot again and after that another one.Then she sheered : " Wow, George , i shot him...it's the first time i killed a Pirate with my Eye of Reach on a wild Sea that bobs the ship up and down"...
    We laughed and celebrated this victory. " The enemy" was not so impressed and persued us still. Many minutes passed and the cat and mouse game pursued . They were following on a distance that was too small to be able to do a " flyby" , jumping loaded with cargo of the ship ,would make them able to catch us and shoot us...

    Yep , you guessed it right , we were in for a very long game in which we had to sail untill they broke the pursuit out of boredom...Something i can do by myself but was it fair towards Mrs Polly? Uhm...no...

    But then my destiny started to play with me . i haven't stolen nor invented my own gamertag , the Clumsy part is given by my dear collegeus after i had several desastrous years of all kinds of injuries at work...Don't worry ,all my accidents together ,had accumulated one sickday because of a concussion , the rest of the injuries i just putted the teeth upon eachother and kept pummeling forward ...

    But it's not an empty name...i " bumped" into a Rock , a Balboa one , one that simply doesn't go down , but always stands in the way on the wrong time...
    Luckely we ricochetted of the rock but lost considerable speed. Mrs Polly started to repair but i saw them coming, this time i had messed it up and i felt i had to at least try to give her a chance...

    We had been sailing for more than half an hour, and we never did one attempt to board them.i was hoping that this ,together with the fact that we have a uncostimzed ship , no Legend clothes , would rock them to sleep and think we were fairly New Pirates...

    i jumped in the Sea and to my suprize rose up to the surface when the ladder passed me by ...For once i didn't missed it. i climbed up , amazed they didn't heard me swimming ,i dropped their anchorage...The Pirate on the Helm didn't even moved ...Huh? Was he deaf? i didn't care , in true Clint Eastwood style ( * He would never shoot in the back, don't slander the Man, moron) i shot him in the back...The two following swordslashes made him dissappear in a green smoke. Then his sidekick realized something was wrong and he came up running...i was lucky again, i placed a pistol shot , started to fight with the sword with him and killed him ,while i had enough health in my carcass that would dissappear if someone would spit in my eye...
    Mrs Polly's ship was gaining distance ...i crawled on the canopy, for guarding the Capstan ...It was my last stand ...i fought courageously ( * Whahahaaaa, these Pirates were so fast you didn't hit them once , Gutterwriter)...

    The Good FerryCaptain was pleased to meet me again and allthough he ordered me to clean and swab his deck , a fortunate fact that The Broom is still not imported in the game , made that i could return quickly to the World of Sot...

    We cheered because they were nowhere to be seen ....And since they were a Sloop who has the same topspeed as us , they would have lost courage and would leave us alone...

    All we needed to do was cash in but a Megalodonodon and later a brigantina made us alter our course several times...

    Finally we cashed our stuff in...We made it and we jumped on a new ship for a New Adventure under the Protecting Wing of my Captain, Mr J4dio...

    So , once again , i have met a Wonderful Personality of the Sea...We , both , are not really Multiplayer Gamers as speaking,and becoming trolled for whatver reason has us made withdraw our voice from these kinds of Games ...But SOT is so much different than those Games...Is the Life Like and Realistic Sea responsible that many People play in a more Friendly way ? Or is the slow pace of sailing that brings some sanity back to a Multiplayer division that normally is flooded with verbally hurting comments ?

    i don't know what it is that roams in this game. But nomatter what i call it ,from Magic to Anomaly, meeting Great People has inspired me to pick up my toecurling stories again...

    This Forum and this game is too beautiful to become destroyed and soured by negativists , complainers and trolls...i picked the glove up , have cleansed myself from negative thoughts and i will hopefully meet many more People that Influence this game in Positive way and give me Memories untill i reached my 111th Birthday...

    Mrs .PollyOliverPerk , i thank ye for a wonderful evening ,and eventhough that Reaper's chest had only a value of a handfull of dubloons, the Adventure was priceless for me...

    You , are an Unexpected Gem, always remember that , Ma'am!!

    ...And now....Off to many more sortalike Epic Adventures....YEEEEHAAAAA.

  • Hello Dear Brothers and Sisters of the Coast. i will drop immediatly with the door into your house.
    If, you read this , than be aware that all is written by a Non - English person ,who can't write this beautiful language. One who never learned how to write a story.
    " Did you ever went to school ": i hear you ask. Well, yes , but i can't remember much from it since i was daydreaming all the time...
    Now with that being said , should you decide to read and waste your time , then don't come complaining to me that i can't write because ...i just admitted it ...

    It was Friday , i had done all my chores and had a little two hours time. My usual crew wasn't online that time so i decided to use a Solo Sloop with an open spot for a Friend ( * Whahahaaaa, and ...no one joined...Oh, you're so liked ,moron and that's sarcasm, fool).
    My Pirate awoke at a Table in the Tavern of Ancient Spire. i always see Ancient Spire as the last Outpost before Hell's Gates , better known as the Devil's Roar.
    Like always , i ran around and gathered resources like an outdated squirrel. It didn't took me long before i plundered almost every barrel.
    A little 50 canonball was the reasult of this reaping. i wondered what i could do , in less than two hours one can have an adventure but using a big map while being unable to finish it , becausei ran out of time was not an option...

    i saw a Fortressskull and with the time i had left , that would do for this day. i ran to the map, looked which Fortress could be the usual suspect and then my eye caught a Reaper's Chest symbol , just three squares away from Ancient Spires.
    The whole " Fortress idea " was wiped under the tapestry and i made sail towards a shipwreck.
    i still had to make 2 more Reaper's Chests before i would have the 5 on 5 Commendation from the Dark Relics Quests.

    Oh , i was in a merry mood , a Shipwreck so close and also close to an Outpost . Oh, yes , the SeaGods were on the side of Good Old George ( * Leave that good out of yer nickname, moron , you're the worst Pirate ever , there's nothing good at you ...except that every day you are one day closer to yer grave...punk).
    i closed in on a Massive Rock and behind that rock it wouldn't be far anymore to the wreckage...
    i sailed passed the rock and could hear the smashing of glass in the back of my head ( * What ? how dare ye mocking me, fool? So what , i broke a pint , you break everything you touch, ya crossed eyed no good at all).
    Sea of Thieves has always been a game where a set plan get's altered in the next five minutes...So did mine...My Reaper's Chest Dream got shattered by a Brigantine that closed in at 2 o clock and also set their mind on the Reaper's Chest...

    Yep , another daydream shattered ... i'd knew i could never win but i had a few advantages . i had a nimble ,small hard to hit Sloop , could shoot a few cannonballs in their gullit after a lot of training possiblilties in Arena ...

    No , i wasn't afraid nor was i planning to let them just have the Chest...But they made their first move. They shot a Pirate with their cannon in order to get the Chest from under my nose . i closed in and shot a few cannonballs in their hull , their answer was swift , two cannonballs hit my ship all the rest was aimed to a poor ozonlayer that has already massive holes ...

    i sailed my ship closer , gave another barrage but heard a Pirate swim. i ran up the stairs and saw him but he dove , i ran left and right but he didn't came up... Suddenly, while i was guarding the wrong ladder...He came behind me , i startled ,shot my Flintlock and...missed by a mile ( * Whahahaaaaa, he missed a mile with a distance of one meter between him and the " enemy").
    The enemy had a name i never heard before ,followed by a number. He was called Darth Vader and a number i can't remember ( * Wow, suspence , George can't remember something...That has never happened before ...oohh the tragedy...moron).
    We swashbuckled but ..i had no chance.
    i went off the ship and try to convince a taciturn Ferry Captain to release Old George...The Spooky Man took his time ...In that time the Brigantine had already salvaged , and hauled up the Reaper's Chest ... My spoils were gone...
    i came back in the world and...an Eye of Reach shot just misses my left ear as Darth Vader was standing behind me on my Sloop's canopy...He jumped on me and i died again without a chance ( * You're soooo old and slow , moron, your Granddad is faster than you and...he's dead).

    The Ferry Captain sighted when he saw me again and some moments later kicked me through the Portal Of Reanimated Life...

    Darth Vader was waiting again...Again behind my back and again he missed his snipershot ( * he missed you so many times , one would think you had found a far relative...moron). Another swordfight followed and allthough i could hit him two times ,he didn't backed down and killed me again...
    The thirth time ,he was even better prepared , he had equipped a blunderbuss and was once again in my back when he shot and took more than half my health...two sword strikes later , and i was licking my wounds on the doorstep of the Ferry Captain's Cabin...

    The fourth time i spawned this Darth Vader must have has a Dark Relic in his pocket , again he knew where i spawned and again a Blunderbusshot leeched more than half my health...i could also hear he has trashed my ship on a rock , water was seeping in...i could escape his final blow and scooped up a bucket before another shot placed me crying on the Ferry's Captain's shoulders...

    The sixth time had a similar story but i fought longer and was able to scoop out two buckets of Water...Alas his sword punctured my Heart and i woke up on my knees before a no nodding Ferry Captain...

    The seventh time would be my time . Holy Seven never dissapointed me before and wouldn't do it now either ...For the first time i spawned on the middledeck , Darth was still waiting on my canopy , he jumped off the topdeck ,over the helmswheel ...Wow, one would think he was possessed by some unknown force , heheheh ( * Oh, Jezus , what a joke ...And look at his smile , his wingnut ears are dancing from joy...poor old freak).

    i shot him fully in the chest , he returned fire but he missed me half , i used the mast as my cover and let him come...Suddenly i saw ,water reaching my maproom...i had 5 seconds before sinking...

    In panic i reached to powers i normally never posses , even the SeaGods supported me and a sudden swordlunge thrusted me right through Darth Vader. The sound of a dying Pirate didn't brought me out of balance . There was no time for a victory dance , i grabbed to my bucket in my massive Pirate Trousers pockets and...took my lantern out...Noooooo, i'm gonna sink , a last desperate grab made hold of my bucket.
    Like a windmill i scooped water , the adrenaline was massive . " George never lose a Boat" , i could hear my Best Friend Mr Jay4dio's voice...And i saved it ...The Unsinkable LXII would not be renewed nor renamed the Unsinkable LXIII...

    Now where were they , those filthy thieves ...Alas , they were close to Ancient and i had drifted , during the many fights , towards the South.

    But the SeaGods never forget Old George , he's got the Devil's Luck and they take care of him...Another Reaper's Chest Mardi Grass Plume of Smoke betrayed another Reaper's Chest...

    i turned the Sails and with full speed i went towards a new wreckage...The Plume of Smoke looked strange, i was like it was a double plume but i suspected a glitch and didn't think further ( * Not thinking further ...hmmm....The story of yer Miserable life , idiot?).

    The wreckage was situated before the Northern Shores of Ashen Reaches...
    Finally i reached my destination...And by coming closer i saw two Plumes of smoke ...Would that mean there were two Reaper's Chests ? If that was so , then i could fullfill my Commandation. i dove and found immediatly a Reaper's Chest in the Captain's Cabin. i took it on my Sloop and yes ! ,there was still another one ...
    i dove again and found another Reaper Chest in the hull.i also saw a Ruby Mermaid gem.
    i took the Reaper's chest to the Sloop , scanned the Horizon and felt the courage sink in my shoes .Very far away from me, i saw sails i had seen before ...That dreaded Brigantina was attrackted towards my Chests again...i still had time to take the ruby but wouldn't tempt faith any further...i sailed off ...trying to reach Ancient Spires before they would catch me. i didn't dare to use my spyglass as that could betray my position if they already hadn't seen me...

    But ...They didn't seem to turn towards me ...What were they doing ? They were still cruising towards an empty wreckage ...Were they not looking on the map?
    i did took a look and to my amazement there was still a Reaper's Skull on the spot where i found the wreckage . Did i missed one ? i looked up from the map but couldn't see Mardi grass smoke...
    Strange but a very fortunate event for me...Maybe there were three chests , i will never know ,since i never explored the hold but it did distract my "enemies " from me.
    Quickly i ran towards my helmswheel and tried to figure out if they weren't turning. Nope , they fell for an unexpected trick...

    i was so happy i started dancing and humming a merry tune...In all that joy i forgot to look where i was sailing too. But i saw the rock in time ,turned the helmswheel and just saw a whole lot of shipwrecked barrels dissappear under my bow...

    BOOOAAAAMM, a shockwave travelled over my poor Sloop , the wave snapped the handles of my helmswheel like dead twigs...In Panic ,i jumped over my helmswheel ,ran down and saw already water in the maproom...i must have had 8 holes or something...i must have hit a Megakeg...Oh nooo...Such a tremendous blast must have warned half the Pirates Fleet...
    Like a Tasmanian Devil ( * hihihihih , moron, you looked more like a elderly with Parkinson syndrome) i scooped water out , four buckets water , i hole repaired , i kept repeating this rhtymn and feared the worst ...By the time this Sloop was repaired the Brigantine would have sneaked up on me...i almost had tears in my eyes by the knowledge that i would be just in time be repaired to be just too late...

    Finally , the hull was repaired , i looked throught the windows of my maproom but there was no sign of the Brigantina ... a quick look at the map revealed there was still a Reaper's Skull at the same spot of the wreckage where i found my two Chests...

    Was it a glitch and didn't they found anything or...where they sidetracked by skeletonships, Kraken or Megalodonodon's ? i will never know.

    What i did notice, when i went to middle deck , was that my mast was broken, i pulled it up , repaired it and then repaired my Helmswheel.
    Also the Capstan needed repairs...This little mistake had costed me more than 15 planks...i could miss this kind of misshaps like toothache and finally set sail towards Ancient Spires...

    The Ship went slow , as the wind had turned against my favour...i was still afraid to see the Brigantina , and as i expected , sails were forming on the Horizon...This time i took my spyglass and recognized my old adversary...
    They would too, have the wind against them , so if i could reach Ancient ,i would have time to cash in and leave with the spoils in my pocket...
    Hope rose again...They were gaining but way too little to intercept me...Ancient Spire finally formed before my bowspirit but ...but ...where those rolled up sails?
    The spyglass confirmed my suspicion...There was a Sloop...i didn't dare to take the risk , turned the wheel towards West in the hope of reaching Plunder Outpost...Another postponement and if one of those new Pirates at Ancient would take a glimpse of the map i would become a bird for a cat...

    If that kind of bad luck wasn't enough , i too had to cross a Storm in order to reach Plunder Outpost...
    The Fight with the ThunderGods started , rain was whipping my face. The torque forces that tried to break my ship were getting results. A few repairplanks couldn't withstand the pressure and snapped out of their nails...
    Bailing, patching up ,reading the map to find the bearings again...What happened in ten minutes felt like i was battling the Elements of Nature for hours...Finally the weather cleared up and ...Far in front of me the Pike of Plunder Outpost rised up...
    i was almost there , a tired , but happy smile grew on my Pirate's Face. But the happiness took a little dive as a Roaring Grunt made master of the vicinity...
    A Megalodonodon had heard the Call of Treasure i had , but mostly if you leave these Menaces of Nature alone they leave you be...But ... Not this one...Of course , another one that disliked me and yet again i had to patch the ship...Then all of a sudden , it retreated ...
    This time i was shouting and taunting it from Joy...The Beautiful Peace upon those waves got shattered by my cheers ,i was two minutes away from Plunder Outpost and nothing could take me down, i was out of myself that i outran a Brigantina , survived a Megakeg , a storm a Megalodonodon...

    But my Joy got dampened by another noise , i ran up to the helmswheel turned it around and saw the First Tentacles reach for the sky...A Dreaded Kraken , Really!!!!??? ...

    i looked to the sky and i felt a kind of abandoning feel that Jezus must have felt when he looked to his Father while he was hanging on on the Cross...
    i shouted too to the Gods : " Come on, Let me have my Chests , i found them fair and square "...The Seagods didn't reply . The Kraken did instead, it knocked four whole in the hull...This would cost my last planks...i had 12 left...
    With a desperate tenacity i kept bailing and repairing ...So close and still so far away...That feel made me a bit soulless...

    i was close to the end of the circle and after losing another 4 planks i escaped the Kraken's Seaground...
    i had made it , dropped anchor and ran like a straggler towards the selling point...i had made it and my Reaper's Chest Commandation felled like a Medal on a tired Soldier...

    i am no great Pirate but i find this Story on of my most beautiful Solo trips or adventures that i ever had.
    Literally everything was thrown at me, Pirates , floating kegs , storms , Pirates on the wrong spot at the wrong time; Megalodonodons , Krakens...

    it had teached me one thing...Never give up, keep fighting and playing and you will succeed and get better in time...This is how one becomes experienced ,by falling and getting up again...
    i hope this may inspire all you New Pirates that have the wrong feeling that the world of Sea of Thieves is unfair ...i didn't lost one Ship , got killed six times , but like a stubborn donkey i kept going untill i finally killed him and saved my Ship...
    i lost one Reaper's Chest , allthough i never had it in my hand , but won two Chests later ,just by keep on playing...

    i don't want to be a moralknight , i just hope that my "little odessey" my inspire New Pirates to give this game a chance , even if the game has put you through a hard time...
    Remember that Winners are Losers that Never Gave up...

    Thank you , you few Pirates , for reading ...i hope ( * But we hope not) that i will write more stories, i'm starting to enjoy it again...

    All i want to wish you is, Happy Sailing , may Gold, Gems and Chests be your company in many, many adventures to come and remember : Never surrender nomatter what get's thrown on you...

    The Price of Two Reaper's Chests had the same satisfaction as beating ten Fortresses and that means something...

    Take care ,all of you...

  • When I play SOT with my wife, we focus on PVE, she can usually handle herself against a common foe but in most cases, she dies to her inexperience, ship battles though she's a beast.

    Yesterday we headed off to do our last shores of gold to get our golden curse. On our way we pick up a reaper’s chest and head to morrow’s peak. As we get near, we see a default sloop in white sails near us, then turn SE and fired a couple of shots. I couldn’t tell if it was cannon or player shots, I didn’t see anyone come out of the cannons and I didn’t hear that distinct sound. I thought maybe it what was what most new players do, fire a couple of wild shots and run away.
    When we get to the dock, I told my wife to turn the ship around to get ready to leave. Normally I would have her escort me. As I come up to the inn, I don’t see anyone but then I strafe to the left to check for a keg then I see white names and I see 2 pirates holding a BB.

    I quickly turn around and started heading back to the ship telling my wife we had INC. They fired twice, one shot took me to half health and as I jump in the water a second shot took me to a 1/4. I drop the chest and ate some shark meat. As I did my wife sword lunged into the water. I grab the chest and head up the ladder. As I do, I hear the sound of a pirate dying, I assumed it was my wife buying me time and my next actions was to drop sails, get out, and recover.

    But I never made it that far because she shouts next to me “I got them! I got them!” Wait…What? I turn around and see was the loan victor in the battle with 2 pirates in the water no less. I was so proud of her; she saved the day! I turn around we and turn in, start the Tall Tails.

    Unfortunately, we find out our Shores of gold we completed yesterday some reason did not count so we ended up having to do it twice that night, but we got it done!

  • I want to put clear that they doesnt even tryed to negotiate surrending (that flag) nor speak.
    Anyway, if they would like to try to negotiate on us, it must be convincent!

    Thinking on this, I tell you that being able to speak is an important aspect of the game. (Xbox now may set a push to talk button!)


  • Dear Pirates who overpowered a solo slooper:

    I want to say that I understand why you did what you did. I, too, have been known to conquer an underwhelming foe from time to time. While it is always tragic to have some hard earned loot stolen, I much appreciate your decision to leave my boat unharmed so that I can carry on my merry way. Thank you.

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  • On my adventures on the seas, I've encountered many ships before, none of which as nerve-racking as this one. The Brig. The one that tried everything to get to me...

    I set sail on my sloop on Galleon's Grave Outpost as I noticed a Reaper's Chest very close by. In the distance I could see a Brigantine, selling it's loot on Dagger's Tooth Outpost. I was hesitant to go for the chest at first as it was somewhere between me and the Brig, but decided to take the risk and go for it. Once I arrived, I immediately grabbed the chest and the other treasures inside the shipwreck. I found a Villainous Skull, a Ruby Mermaid Gem and a Stronghold Keg.

    Once I placed everything on the sloop, I noticed that the Brig was heading straight for me. In a panic, I head back towards Galleon's Grave Outpost, but noticed that the Brig was already too close for me to sell everything, so I jumped off with the Reaper's chest while my sloop continued forward. As I sold the chest, I saw the Brig passing by, waving the Reaper's Mark. With the help of the mermaid, I head back towards my ship, now heading to the very east end of the map, in the top right corner of the Devil's Roar, with the Brig still closing in. I was trapped.

    All of the sudden, a thick fog starts to form in front of me, I desperately sailed
    towards it. Eventually I made it in, with the Brig still behind. I figured I'd do a straight 180° turn, as I thought that the Brig would turn towards the south, thinking I would also go that way.

    I eventually made it out. Looking behind me, I saw no one, not a single ship. Just the thick fog. I looked at my map, and saw no Reaper's Mark. I made it...

    As I was heading back towards Galleon's Grave Outpost, I dared to look behind me one last time, and that's when I noticed that they didn't lose me at all, they were closer than ever before, still closing in. That's when I remembered that I still had the Stronghold Keg on my ship. I grabbed it and jumped off, letting my sloop sail lonely and abandoned. There I was, in the middle of the ocean. My sloop ahead of me, and the Brig coming straight at me. I swam towards it, set my Keg aflame and BOOM.

    The Ferryman brought me back on my ship. I looked behind and saw the Brig heading a different direction, shooting a couple of
    cannonballs at me. However, they were way too far away to reach me. The Brig sailed further to the west, leaving me at ease.


  • So, you're sailing around and spot barrels'o'plenty in the distance. Without taking out the spyglass to figure out what kind of items hide between them, you change your course to intercept them and go for the percussionist sound of them bouncing off your hull.

    You continue breathing as the sound is not followed by a kaboom of a gunpowder barrel.

    Someone else does this or is it just me ?