So...this a story I need to tell. My friends (who will only be named as Dark and Bryce) has been playing Sea of Thieves for a good hour and a half. We had raided a stronghold with another crew, sat on a few thrones, and decided to wrap up our night by doing a few voyages. We had 3 captains chests, 2 marauder chests, and I want to say 5 seafarers chests? Either way, we on our way to Thieves haven to get the last chest, until a sloop with obviously some skilled players tried to sink us. We had played the worst game of cat and mouse for about 20 full minutes (that’s right, 20 -blam!-ing minutes) until shit just went south really fast. Quite literally. We turned south to try and avoid the sloop, only for the music to go “Dun dun...Dun dun”. Instantly Dark is like “SHIT!”. Next thing I know, -blam!-ing Megladon is taking bites out of our ship, while the sloop is still trying to sink us. After another 40 minutes of this, we finally lose the sloop, and get to an outpost so that the shithead Meg couldn’t attack us. We traded in our loot and I took a breath. Whole. -blam!-ing. Hour. Of my life. Wasted by a sloop. Anyways, if you read this far, thanks.