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Here my friends is a tale from the depths and the Pirates who raced against time, tide and dastardly obstacles to save Athena’s Fortune.

Our tale starts on The Savage Delight and the crew who mans her. At this time, they’ve spent more than 6 hours traveling far and wide across Ancient Isles and Shores of Plenty to finally end their journey in the Wilds most famous Galleon’s Grave. For Galleon’s Grave is a favorite amongst the most experienced Pirates for the merchants be close at hand and travel to them be short from the ship.

This particular crew was made up of 4 Pirate Legends who had all reached the Pirate Lords rank of 10 and they had been collecting all night. Chest, Skulls, Shinies and animals of all kinds stretched across their ship glowing like a candle in the dark, but none shined brighter than Athena’s Fortune herself for she was the prize placed on the needle of their ship. She was a beacon to all that dared to near this crew that Legends dwelled here. These fearless Pirates were in awe of their hoard which was well over 160,000 gold and decided that before parting from such a haul they would capture the memory.

They carefully mapped out their design and placed each item in its allotted spot. From the crows nest one pirate called out that explosive barrels should also be used to decorate as they had amassed enough to quake the Sea of Thieves....little did they know the ripple effect from that decision would rock the ship. As a barrel was being placed a misstep happened and an explosion lit the sky and everything went dark for our crew.

A few moments later they arrived with the Ferryman who laughed at their misfortune, but agreed to give them a chance at redemption. He transported them and their ship to Krakens Fall to face the wind no tack could defeat. As they neared Galleon’s Grave a second time the treasure was nowhere to be found. They lunged into the depths to find their fortune sinking. Grateful for the second chance they immediately started raising their loot. It was raining treasure in the oceans as one by one chests, skulls and Athena herself started to rise up from the depths. Our crew with great humility took each individual piece up from the seas and to the merchants, thanking Poseidon with each count of gold as he chose not to punish our Pirates, but instead provide them with this story. A story that has been shared far and wide across these Sea of Thieves. A story of four Pirates who are Legendary.

This tale was brought to you by The Savage Delight Crew:
Kat “Oo Prentiss oO”
Cat “CaptFlora Ark”
Ben “STRM xD1X1Ex”
Micky “Grimm0192”

Last night my crew The Red Eyed Raiders ran 3 simultaneous Guilded Athena’s. 9 Chest of Legends, 2 Sloops, 2 Galleons, 10 incredible Pirates, 1 amazing time. Made over 100k with all the loot from the voyages, not to mention the countless Megalodons and Krakens we had to fight off to safely turn in our loot.

@muse986 on the hunt for the white meglodon most people have not found it yet

@muse986

Since the Shrouded Spoils entered our world the crew and I have been smashing forts back to back. We usually take everything we can carry and only hand in at the end of our adventures on the seas. As our journey was coming to a close, this fierce megalodon had to meddle with our affairs. But as you can see it stood now match for our brave crew! Cheers to the best mateys one could ever wish for! Mateys also used for scale.

Lt. Swag Johnson | Instagram | Megalodon Hunters

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I managed to confuse the whole server by retaining my skull fort key then using it to open an active fort. I sold all the treasure before other crews got there. 😂 when they all realised the fort was unlocked they sailed off so I went back and finished it, got the key and went back to the original fort to claim my loot ☠

@muse986 Alright so me and 3 of my friends were playing SoT and we had just done a fort and had loads more loot from a galleon we sunk who attacked us when moving loot from fort to ship so we went on out way to the nearby outpost galleons grave when suddenly we got attacked by the same galleon and then out of no where the KRAKEN appears and attacks us and the other vessel so our crews combined take out the formidable foe but peace did not last as then the galleon turned back to fight us so we kept moving towards the outpost with a galleon to out left in a constant cannon battle with each side exploding gunpowder barrels and firing shots when we run out of wood and we were also low on cannons so i tell my crew to put all our loot into the rowboat we had attached so they did so and we were close to shipwreck bay so i steer our ship there and into the rocks in which the galleon follows so as we go through a tight space they will follow us round i tell my crew to quickly drop gundpowder barrels behind our ship in which they drop 3 and at this point our ship was drastically filling up so as the galleon goes around the corner it blows up and sinks and so does our ship except for us we had got all loot in the rowboat and the whole time my friend Ollie had been rowing the loot to the nearest outpost and sold the loot tricking the dastardly pirates to their doom

I was doing a cargo run with my dad. It was his first cargo run. Once he had started the voyage, I went onto the outpost to get the cargo. He thought that it was like other quests, where we need to go get the treasure, so he raised the anchor and lowered the sails. I came back to the dock to see the ship sailing away.

I told him that I have the cargo, and need to bring it onto the ship. He turned the ship around, and stopped next to the outpost, but I had cloth, and the ship was too far away for me to swim over to the ship without getting wet.

He pulled the ship up to different places on the outpost, but they still weren’t close enough to bring the cloth onto the ship. Eventually, he parked the ship next to the dock, so I was able to get the cargo on board.

We got the rest of the cargo, and then came to the outpost that we had to deliver it to. I was holding the cloth as we walked along a dock to get to the right person. We had finally made it, until I accidentally walked off the side of the dock about halfway along the dock. The cloth got wet, after all that work to keep it dry. We had to stop playing for a moment because we were laughing so much.

The person that the cargo was supposed to be delivered to wasn’t very happy though.

Buckle down lads
This story of mine be short, but it'll make all a' ya grit yer teeth with the pure annoyance of this tale.

T'was a fine sunny day on the Sea of Thieves, wind was blowing at our backs, sun was shining, and I had a faithful hand to the mast next to me by the name of KalypsoLynx. Now Lynx has claimed several times that he be cursed to never hold a Skeleton Stronghold item, of course me being me I decided to tempt fate and try to break this curse just by trying to take one.

Upon seeing those skellies take a fort we immediately sailed over to the stronghold and docked, working our way through the hordes quickly and destroying the captain. With the key within' our grasp we checked our surroundings, only to see a galleon making way through the rough waves to the stronghold quickly. I grabbed the key and with Lynx in tow went back to our sloop to keep what was ours, but the galleon was already on us.

Dropping the key in the map room of our tiny sloop we set on to take out the threat before us, which was barely a fight since they were sent them and their ship to the Ferryman in a few minutes. But upon returning to the island, we found that the key has disappeared. Lynx and I looked around the waters of where we sailed off to make sure I hadn't accidentally threw it over the side and of course that galley came back and sank us.

After a quick visit to to the Ferryman we went back to the fort and sank the galley (the vicious cycle of the Sea of Thieves right), and we began searching for the key once again, at this point however hope was fading in Lynx and I. The galley once again came back but instead of a full crew we found only one man on it. After a quick chat he revealed to us that the key was floating in the water after we sank and he ferried the key to a nearby rock (the fort was in the wilds). Looking back on that day we never found the key, and I say it's still out there today, floating among the waves. This whole endeavor took half my sanity and about 3+ hours.

the heart of who we are

I always hear this sound KNOCK
A sound full of pain KNOCK
A sound full of grief KNOCK
but also a sound of hope KNOCK

I feel like my mates dig in rhythm KNOCK
I know now happened, he is here.Admiral Vantasch is here KNOCK
I try to follow the sound KNOCK KNOCK
The fog covers me in a cloak of loneliness KNOCK

There is something KNOCK
something familiar to me KNOCK
My Kamadraden begin to hum to the beat of the shovels KNOCK

I see the legend coming up KNOCK
I am afraid to fail KNOCK
I dig harder KNOCK
I do not show them the heart of who we are KNOCK

The song sounds KNOCK
Hope lives KNOCK
I dig harder KNOCK
so it does not go dark KNOCK

No matter had happened to us KNOCK
which tremendously slave us KNOCK
we stay together until we fail KNOCK

this is the song of sons and daughters KNOCK
and we hide the heart of who we are KNOCK

Here is the Cinematic

My story is of when i battled the Kraken and Meg inside of the fog on a solo sloop and prevailed! it was a seriously intense battle where I nearly sunk a couple times

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1eZTHJrtcM4

@autdany
KNOCK KNOCK
"who's there?"
"my friend and i - megalodon & kraken"
"i wont open the door"
KNOCK KNOCK - SLAP SLAP - BITE BITE

@bipobear hahahahahahaha great

I was sailing the seas with a random crew. The captain with his pegleg and only one shoe. Then spotted on the horizon line. A big skull with eyes to shine. The crew always desired more. So we went to the fortress to see what was in store. There was a ship there trying to defend itself from our merciless cannons and flintlocks. However we sent her sailing for the docks. They tried to empty the ship with a fast bail. And each time they plundered they would fail. But one moment in all the cannon fire they wanted to team. So we accepted and planned a scheme. Some would call it a betrayal. We finished the raid but the plans went stale. They found out and started to fight. The crew of 4 decided to stay in the cover of night. And when the times looked bleak for me and my crew we were saved. A beast that turns the water black as ink and and sends pirates to be graved. Tentacles raising from the water grabbing onto the ship and shaking it, panicking the crew. We boarded the cursed ship as a Kraken devoured two. Boards creaking, flintlocks and cutlesses drawn. And then the ship went vertical at dawn. It was taken by the Kraken and being dragged to the depths of the sea of thieves. And their valued treasure floating up to us while a crew still grieves.

Our story begins with a nameless, unassuming sloop.

The crew of the Wait They're Friendly had been floating o'er the seas for nigh on two hours afore the sloop crossed our sights, and a more fortunate event we have never experienced; the night would never have played out the way it had, had the sloop never found us. It quickly became clear to us--AFTER we had stomped them once--that they were new. A rare moment of compassion had struck the crew of the Surly Crab, and we took them under our barnacle-crusted claw. With some motivating words, we convinced them to join us in assaulting a skull fort. This wasn't enough for our captain, One Of Arrs: he insisted on providing more hands-on training to our new proteges. He offered to join their ship, while sending one of theirs to our own brigantine. By doing this, he reasoned, we would be able to keep a close protective watch on the newbies, while teaching them, in one of the most effective ways possible, how to complete a skull fort while fighting off an enemy brigantine. All in all, a roaring success. Following the turn-in, the crew of this sloop, ready to call it a night, were generous enough to allow one of us to join their crew before their departure! In that moment, our one crew of three became two crews, totalling five: Taking 0n Water, RavenKrows, and the now-commodore One of Arrs in the brigantine, with myself and first mate Cpt-Brumblez in the sloop.

And so there we were, about to descend upon a second skullfort, when the ship watchman Brumblez spotted a galleon on approach. A short but tense exchange followed, ending with the galleon's summary demise. Our relationship with this galleon should have ended there; the continued speech emanating from the site of their shipwreck ensured it did not. Commodore One of Arrs focused on their comms in a meditative trance, piercing the veil separating the worlds of life and death, eavesdropping on this crew as they debated what to do next. A hush fell across our nascent fleet as one of them mentioned their Gilded Athena's.

Everyone in the fleet reacted with a gleeful excitement when the galleon ultimately returned, her rather young crew proclaiming friendship and peace to the adherents of the Almighty Crab. They welcomed an alliance, invited our fleet upon their deck to drink of their grog and to point and laugh at the foul-mouthed cabin boy in their brig, so banished for running their ship aground. They even brought our commodore aboard their ship with open arms and a trusting heart, and in a gesture equal parts kindhearted and naive, gave him the helm.

While our fleet finished and looted the second skull fort, Commodore Arrs was sailing the galleon: first to Crook's Hollow, then to Lone Cove, helping the galleon crew with their missions, step by step. While our Commodore gave his aid to these trusting strangers, his crew was preparing to give them something else entirely. As the Commodore befriended, and even brokered the freedom of the young sailor from his prison (it had been revealed he was trying to come to our aid in an earlier fight with a skelly ship), his crew visited forts and gathered war supplies. And when we heard the words "Sunken Grove, now" crackle through our headsets over Discord, we dropped sail and moved with all due haste. To their credit, they did begin to suspect something while they were docked at that final island. Perhaps the sloop floating at Dagger Tooth was parked a little too far from the pier. Maybe it was the brigantine staying too close in its wake, like a shadow lying in wait to kill the person casting it. That did not stop them from allowing our bold, and possibly evil Commodore to take a loot screenshot in their captains quarters while they all posed and cheered around the entire haul of a Gilded Athena's, totalling well over 80,000 gold.

Again, it must be said that they deserve some credit, as not everyone could put up the fight they had. We moved in with a swiftness as soon as the third Athena's was confirmed on their deck. Our Commodore started dropping their own kegs on their deck from the crow's nest. Yet still, to the surprise of all, the galleon pressed on, unbroken. We had hidden a Chest of Sorrow on their balcony; it sobbed and wailed for quite some time before they thought to find it and dump it overboard, yet still the crew persisted. We speak of something with three masts of billowy sails that can outrun a sloop and even a brigantine when the winds are kind. They might still have evaded us... had they only the teamwork to keep the sails angled. In the end, they were hit with an Anchorball fired from our brig, crewed by a more coordinated team. Even the sloop, severely stymied by skeletal sailors also slinging Anchorballs, could not be stopped from joining the fight, and once that happened the poor galleon was lost, in a salty sea made even saltier by her crew, and a sea of curses made by same.

We saw no more of the decidedly less-friendly galleon, after their mermaid dove back into the depths. Had I been in their boots, a loss of countless Captain's, a veritable vault of Villainous, and three Chests of Legends, I would not be wanting to face the ones who robbed me, either. I see the way you look at me as I tell you this tale: you're thinking Crazy Aunt Betty's high from freebasing gunpowder again and she's confusing her favorite movies with real life. I might even agree with you; I'm a crazy old bat and I love the smell of burning gunpowder a little too much, but that don't change the simple fact that this picture exists: