Aye, I have met many good captains out at sea, but not every great captain has a great crew. But first, I must rid myself of any close encounter with other scurvy dogs. Gold is never scarce in these waters, and some day, I know it all be mine. I have amassed great rewards and can't wait to get more. Among some of me own voyages, I managed to join other pirate crews, sharing the spoils of the rewards evenly. It's the third day out at sea, give or take, and the days are beginning to blur together. I have noticed some skellies consumed in darkness, I wonder. But it may also be used to bucket water onto other ships, ultimately sinking them, like a slow running poison, savvy? Perhaps my trusty lantern could also be used as a tool to defeat my foes in combat. For one thing water rusts golden skeleton, weakening them. It turns out that water from a bucket could be used to great lengths against many foes.
I have learned to expand my knowledge by sharing stories with other voyagers. However these experiences have made me smarter, and therefore, stronger. And such darkness at night, unrelenting and unforgiving, leaves you blind to oncoming obstacles and deceive ye with desire to light the lanterns, lighting the way for others to find and prey upon ye own ignorance. Lightning that somehow manages to strike ye with great frequency and precision, makes one wonder if the seas are cursed or if it may be just ye own self who is cursed. Monstrous sea waves they may be, they rise, tumble, and toy with ships. Alas, it is true what they say about nature being unforgiving in these here waters! I had met a close encounter about two or three days ago with such a unrelenting storm that I have never come across before. It seems like sailing those waters might get too heated for me, especially when under fire. I dare not approach such area, as volcanic eruptions and clouds as black as the cloak of death can be seen from where I cast sail. I have spotted so far, a 4 manned galleon and a 3 manned brigantine off into the south side of the map, near what many call "The devil's roar". I have been sailing these vast seas for 3 hours now, no sign of imminent danger. "Off to." I pause, it hadn't occurred to me until now that I had no idea where I may be going, none the less, whatever I may find will write itself as a new adventure, and more importantly, me own adventure.
Finally it's time to start the adventure, I work up the anchor and lower the sails.
#STEEL BEASTS GOLD CRACK PATCH#
Alright that's enough messing around, I exclaim, as I patch up the hole.
swallow it whole! Who needs to peel it anyways, a sailor needs all the proteins he can get. I take the sweet yellow delicacy in my hand, bring it close to my mouth, and. Ah ha! a barrel of wood and… bananas?! Sure why not, can't plunder on an empty stomach. "Talk about smooth sailing" I comment, as I make my way to the bottom deck. Great! So now how do we "put a plug on this bottle"?, I scan the top deck and find nothing. Was there an earthquake? No! Much worse, the ship had been struck! Above, the innocent white doves could be heard mocking me with their cackling. Getting the sloop to move went without a hitch, however, not soon after, the ship started to rumble and moan. How this sloop came to be I do not know, but what I do know is that one man's loss best be nother man's treasure! and so it goes that the ship, is now in my possession. Upon a quick scan of the island, I had found ye old trusty wooden sloop. It all started at the outpost which I had spaw… COUGH! COUGH! I mean, awoken onto. The untamed sea has welcomed a new sailor. It's a fresh new day, a new voyage, a new me.
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