In these somewhat uncertain times, I wanted to share a story of when a PVP encounter ends in smiles and friendship between both parties...
We'd had an adventure much like any other, an evening completing voyages as an Order Of Souls emissary with very little in the way of excitement. Having reached level 5 and gathered a good haul of skulls we stopped at Galleons Grave and handed in, ready to log off for the evening.
In the distance we spot a galleon sailing our way, and with a healthy stock of supplies decide to head them off and engage in glorious combat! Before long we exchange cannon fire, quickly detonating the powder kegs in their crows nest (a lesson learnt, I hope) and ultimately sending their ship to the depths.
With their loot onboard, our crew mates calls out "sails!". Once again a galleon in the distance is approaching us, undoubtedly the same crew looking to reclaim both their lost glory and gold.
We clash, and again their galleon sinks. This time two survivors swim to us, but instead of dispatching them to the ferryman, one of our crew suggests letting them board.
With cutlass in hand and expecting retaliation, we begin to chat, exchanging pleasantries and calls of "well played!". With no hard feelings on either side, we let them know that the loot has little value to us, and if they liked we'd sail them to an outpost to sell up.
In the end their remaining crew brought their galleon back, on to which we loaded the loot and, being ready to log off anyway, gave them our remaining supplies.
With all said and done we finished our session onboard our former enemy's galleon playing shanty's and drinking grog as we watched our now burning ship slowly sink beneath the waves....
This isn't the most exciting story. But it does go to show that with a little sportsmanship, even a hostile encounter can become something so much more thanks to the freedom this game offers us!
Be more pirate everyone. But remember, it's just a game.
Cheers!
