I was sailing on my friend’s galleon the RMS titanic as the person that goes into treasuries and forts while the other 3 do cool stuff as the one with the most hours yet worst PvP. As I was finishing a skeleton fort and packing up the loot on the harpoon rowboat I had brought up to the vault, I saw a sloop in the distance, closing. It’s name was “Biggie Smalls The Feared.” At this point, my crew were on their way back with a level 3 gold hoarder emissary flag and they felt tough.
I was forced to watch from far away as they dropped all our masts, blunder-bombed my crew into submission and then executed us with a rowboat full of kegs. I tried to row away, but they spotted me. It seemed excessive, but a torrent of cannonballs were thrown at the rowboat. I tried to end this vessel by boarding it, but I quickly found out I still had a long way to go before I called myself a sword lord.
As the RMS Titanic lived up to her name, Biggie Smalls would be remembered by all of us.
And the worst part - her captain was the only crew member.
