Sea of Thieves hadn't been on my radar as a game I wanted to play until a few friends picked it up about a month ago. After hearing them have so much fun I bought a copy and started playing just yesterday, unaware of the massive adventure that we'd have.
After beating the tutorial my friends invited me aboard their Brig, from where we would project our will upon the tides (to the best of our abilities) and sail for glory and plunder. They introduced me quickly to the Reaper's Bones and we would go on to hoist their flag for the rest of the day, inviting attention and relishing in it. I'm no stranger to PvP FPS games since I've sunk thousands of hours into Rainbow 6 and Hunt Showdown, so you can probably tell I grabbed hold of the Eye of Reach and didn't let go.
I learned quickly to work the sails as part of a team as enemy ships either hunted us or ran from us, and when all was said and done we managed to send thirteen enemy player pirate ships -- most flying Envoys -- to Davy Jones without losing our Brig (and later Galleon) even once. For almost 10 hours straight with breaks for biology, food and water we patrolled the seas and generally just had a blast, making 1.5m Gold and 2,000 Doubloons in the process; but my true treasure was still out of reach. My friend had pointed out to me the Eye of Reach of the Ashen Dragon, and I had to have it. To possess such an item on my first day would be incredible, forever a memory on these Seas of the power of a full crew of friends working together and the memories we made.
We had plundered for almost an entire day, and for all the combat and trials we had faced we grew kinder. We understood the ships and pirates around us, and when we chased down a Merchant ensign and ordered him to drop anchor or be destroyed and he obeyed, a turning point was reached. The poor man was destitute, with only six crates of tea on his deck. He surrendered, allowing us to just take it and go, but we desisted. Treasure flowed from our boat to his and with a wave, we set sail into the distance to face another Skeleton Fleet in stormy waters. Remember the name of our friend the Tea Merchant, WingedHussar779.
The storm was rough and the Skellie Galleons came hard and fast in more waves than we anticipated. Worse still, two players had spied our haul and joined in the battle hoping to take it all for themselves. Our masts fell, water poured into the hull as we fought desperately against nature, the undead and two skilled players with far more experience than me on the Seas. When we thought all was lost, a familiar Merchant Sloop broke the horizon, an explosive barrel on his deck and a cry into the text chat: 'WingedHussar779: "I JUST WANT TO BE REMEMBERED!"'
With an explosion, our once-captive turned into our saviour, blasting apart one of the remaining two Skellie Galleons and giving us a chance to get things under control. The destruction of our player adversaries came swiftly, and before we knew it the battle was over. We claimed our loot and made our way to the Reaper's Hideout, harassed by more players all of the way there to turn in the last Tome I needed for my desired rifle, which I can now proudly say I hold in my hands.
Thank you to Scoober1987, MoondewVT, Nevermore and our special guest WingedHussar779 for making my first day on this game absolutely unforgettable. May we have many more adventures like these.
And lastly, thank you Rare for creating such a fun game!