⚓ Enemies on all sides. A king's treasure on the horizon. The Pirate Roberts sets sail.⚓
Bartholomew Roberts has embraced the life of piracy with reckless abandonment, much to the delight of his new crew. Their fortunes look bright under his leadership, but the shadows aboard the Royal Rover loom large.
Before Roberts and crew can go after their next score, he must first save his crew from the gallows by breaking them out of prison. After the prison break, Roberts takes a stand with which many crew members disagree, igniting a spark of rebellion. Scorned during his bid for captaining the Royal Rover in favour of his shipmate Roberts, Walter Kennedy joins in the conspiracy.
Will Walter betray his old friend for his ambitions? Can Roberts keep his convictions and his head against the weight of those who would stand against him? See where Robert's trials take him in his short stories of action, adventure, pirates, and privateers set during the Golden Age of Piracy.
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"Drop the black!" he yelled to the crewmate in the crow's nest.
The man climbed up a few feet of rigging rope to the very peak of the main mast and unravelled a rope holding in place a small black sail. When the crewmate finished untying the rope the sail revealed itself.
The black sail, newly chosen by Roberts since his taking command of the Royal Rover, pictured a crude representation of himself on the left, and the skeleton of death on the right. The two were holding onto an hourglass in the middle of the flag. The flag was mirrored on the main mast of Fortune as well.
Fortune was closing in on the firing range of the Decadence. Roberts peered through his spyglass at the two ships. He was able to see them clearly, and the Royal Rover would catch up within twenty minutes at their speed.
Perhaps Decadence will see our black flag as well and surrender without a fight.
The sound of cannons indicated the battle had begun. Roberts focussed his spyglass on the Decadence and he could see billowing smoke from its side.
So much for that.
Fortune and Decadence fired back and forth at each other. The larger Decadence was firing more cannons, but the Fortune was able to hold its own. Decadence stayed in one spot while firing, whereas Fortune moved away and towards the enemy ship in tune with the cannon fire. Fortune was able to hit Decadence more often than the opposite.
The sounds of the cannons thundered over the ocean and boomed in Roberts' ears. Because of the Royal Rover's distance there was a slight delay between cannon fire and the sound reaching him.
As they advanced, the smell of smoke overtaking the sea air became ever more apparent. To Roberts that smell was all too familiar, and caused a stir in him he was loath to say he enjoyed.
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