The Greatest Heist, A lengthy story about the dangers of gunpowder.
Howdy, This happened to me last night and I feel the need to share this with the people of reddit.
TL;DR: Brig chase me, I find they are stack, blow them up twice, Win.
## The Experiment
So there I was, Waking on Ancient Spire as after the recent update to profit on the most valueable items in the game: Mechant Comendations. After aquiring myself a licence to sell, bought the comoditys that were a long time coming, I set off to slowly raise my emmisarry by looting small isles of their pointless plunder. Eventually, I made my way to a Skeleton camp, where I slayed the local skeltons and taken their orb.
Upon my return to my faithfull ship via Merstatue, I found that I was not alone. A lone pirate stood haplessly near my mast a I returned, currious I tryed to talk to them but they remained silent. Suddenly as they had apeared, they pulled a blunderbuss upon me! In quick sucsession I returned such a weapon in time and we fired in sync at pointblack range. The two of us were flow across the ship, But only I had the strength to remain standing. Alone again, I feast on my suplies as i look around for what ship could provide such a villian. Then as I loaded the orb onto the ship and set off for the next isle, I saw what would soon become my advasry and my fortune.
Off in the distant was an ashen brigantine named The Galloping Moose, Bearing the mark of the goldhorders, they sat at my next destination in wait as I found myself in a pickle. Seeing that I had only just returned to piracy I suspected that If i were to engage them in a brawl, all that would remain of me would be splinters and blood. So, in a masterfull move, I went to look at Krakens Fall for any shore bound loot. But when I arived at the island, I looked behind me to see that The Galloping Moose had made chase and was quickly pursuing me! So it became a chase as I manuvered myself to head to Galleons Grave to sell my more precious comoditys, But thankfully their goals were half-minded, and they pursued another sloop that was off in the distance.
Arriving at the outpost, I had finally had the time to conduct a personal experiment that ended in a success before I had to flee again as the Moose returned. Harpooning the rocks and turning sharply managed to elluded them as I finalized my selling, and headed back to Ancient Spire to Experiment further on these new comoditys. Once at the spire, I sold my latest experiment to wonderous results, and in time as well as the brigantine returned again. Fed up with the game of cat and mouse, I sent my ship to the open sea and boarded their vesel as they made their aproach to the island.
## The Plan
Once boarded, I was shocked by the utter hoard of treasure placed upon this ship. Stacks of chests and trinkets priced in the hundreds of thousands line the gunwales, with storage crates with enough suplies to build an armada of galleons. Their most prized posession, however, was their Chest Of Fortune, Gaurded near the helm with a Chest Of Fortune beside it. I knew, the moment I saw this, I had to have it. I was soon discoved as the crew stood there slackjawed at my arrival but soon pulled their weapons. I managed to defuse the situation by exclaiming I only wanted to see why they had pursuded me, claiming the innocence of not caring of their wealth and wanting a picture of their organization. As they stowed their weapones, I made my way off the ship to recollect my own vessel.
On my return to the outpost, I saw them take their leave to go elsewhere, which gave me the time to lower mechants and raise my guild emmesarry. And so, the tables had turned, what once made me the target now made me the pursurer. I eventually found them stopped at Plunder Outpost, stopped right by Sovereign's as I made my approach. As I slowed, They dropped their sails and went zooming past me, dropping a single pirate with a Black Powder Barrel. This was dangerous, as if I did not disarm this villian civaly, I would either end up blown up with nothing but driftwood, or my ship turned to swiss cheese by their cannons.
## The Prize
I once again pulled the act that I had just wanted a picture, saying that I had forgotten to take it the first time, and that I had not need for wealth. With that said, I manage to be able to board them and we began to chat, with the one pirate (we shall name his reaper for his pajamas) took the barrel up the mast. I soon saw a plan, But I had to make sure that I would not get killed before I could even get up there. Eventually, we chat about steath, with a reocuring bit be, "They Never Saw it Coming" with me hiding in plain sight with poor emotes, obvious chest disguises, and blatent hanging off the side of the ship. As we paraded the ship in jest, they had told me the origin of their ill gotten ganes, with them stacking their loot up untill the point of sinking five other ships, with me originally being their fourth. At this point they had all agreed that this time they would just sell, and with the outpost being right behind them it would have been easy.
If I had not started to climb the mast.
At first I had played dumb, wondering outloud what was up there, and as the captain exclaimed it was were they kept their kegs, his crew soon shot at me with pistol and snipers. Miracualsly I got up there unscathed and dicovered an entire bombares stash of Black Powder Kegs and Athna Stronghold Kegs. I struck the wick alight and sent the Athena Kegs down first before the BlackPowder Kegs, than, as the Captain exclaimed his lack of surprise, the world became a mixture of red and white and we were all sent flying into the air. Waking onto the Ferry of the Damned, I had only one thing to say before I made my way through the doors;
"They never saw it coming."
## The Final Chase
Returning to my ship, I was shocked to find it undamaged from the blast and untouched. Making my way to the wheel, I steered towards the vacant space that once held a proud vessel, only to be remembered by a floating pile of only slightly singed treasures. Taking nearly a full days worth of time, I collect everthing of value from the splintered wreck, and made my way north, fore I knew that this adventure was far from over. Along the way, I picked up one of my friends to help unload the treasures at the nearest outpost. Unfortunally, he had a case of being dead, but the treasure managed to help him off his skeltal feet. Once at Port Merik, we began the grueling process of selling, but not before long I saw a familliar shape on the horizen.
The Galloping Moose Had returned from the depths.
I took the ships leave, leaving my friend to sell the last of a small pile collected on the jetty, before making a pass over another unfortunate wreck in the water. As my assosiate returned, He gained an apiphany, and dove in the water. Seeing his vision, I turned around the rocks to aline the pursuing Brig along the wreck and my friend arose with a beutifull gift:
A Black Powder Barrel.
Their ship again alit with a massive explosion as I sailed beyond them to the next outpost. Eventually, Me and my Crewmate had sold the last of the treasure, never to see that brig again. Neting nearly 1 Million Dollars in the span of One Hour, I feel as though this escapade was trully worth it.