Well last night we jumped on again, determined to actually make some progress this time. We picked up a starter voyage to go get a couple of skulls from an island about 2 minutes away. 30 seconds after setting sail we're hit by a storm, compass goes wild, the ship is being thrown all over, hull takes serious damage and it's all hands to the planks and buckets. We emerge from the other side of the storm miles away from where we were intending to go, so we begin to come about... then the French appeared... over voice comms we hear their mocking French accents and all hell breaks loose. We spent the next hour and a half locked in battle with the French galleon as we circled islands, tried to use Pirate fortresses as covering fire, weaved between rock formations for cover and sneak attacks. Eventually we both ran out of supplies and made for the nearest outpost and both crews came to blows as we tried to plunder as many cannonballs, planks and bananas as quickly as possible. We made it back to our ship first and let rip with a huge volley of cannon fire and made our escape towards the tiny island we originally set sail for some 2 hrs+ ago. We found our skeleton adversary, finished them off and turned to head back to the ship to claim our rewards. Then the ship exploded. Once again the mocking French laughs were heard as we watched their galleon sail off into the sunset. But at least we got a skull.