PROLOGUE

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Blackwind cove, 2nd of December, 1986.

As always, the WCN is inside cove disturbing DevTurtles and Doeks cuddle sessions. While Archer and Polar along with their horde of crewmen spawnrape all the pirates currently in cove, our hero, the one and only, The Helmer, is waiting on his Goose's helm.

While chaos unfolds on the pirates, he contemplates life and thinks about his time in NBN and TCB, all the arguments with demon he lost, all the evals he failed, all the times he beached. However, he suddenly notices something, or someone infact! He saw the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, Kypricus.

Suddenly, something snapped in The Helmer, he knew that he must Helm, and must uphold his contract, however the feelings were stronger and for the first time in years, he put his hands off the helm, and swiftly jumped off the goose and quickly swam over to Kypricus, offering her help.

The Helmer: You can hide in the cargo hold before the crewmen find you. Kypricus: Why should I trust you? You needed to be bailed out by Balresk group PMC out of your debt, and ontop of all of that, you're in WCN now. The Helmer: Listen, I failed my eval again so I might aswell faction hop back to NB, the only reason Im still a WCN midshipman is my "special" relations with Archer.

However, before they could finish talking, they heard a group of people coming their way, due to this The Helmer and Kypricus quickly head back onto the Goose, with Kypricus hiding in its cargo hold. As The Helmer clumsily gets on the Goose's helm, he quickly hugs it and apologizes to it for leaving it, Archer and Polar get on the goose, as expected the crewman horde died.

Archer: Why didnt you go with us? you wont get officer by sitting on helm all day.
The Helmer: Listen, Anything happens while you're on cove during the 5 minutes, and Im yours no matter what, anything a minute on either side of that and you're on your own, I dont sit in while you spawncamp, I dont carry a caplock, I helm.

Archer and Polar looked confused at The Helmer, in the meantime TCB spawned in a Poseidon to kick them out of cove, The Helmer noticing that, quickly turned the goose upwind to everyones surprise, and ran the fuck off to the Eastern sea. However, Gooses speed boost mattered very little, as TCB's poseidon was outfitted with a newest prototype clad engine developed in Nahrmandy, stolen by one and only Vick Vessel.

The Helmer: Dont worry, we'll be fine. Last thing they'll do is catch up to us, this baby goes speed 20 upwind! | To everyones surpise, The Helmers goose was outfitted with a Rheinmetall Rh-120 120mm smoothbore gun in its stern. The Helmer: Get down to the lower deck and man the stern gun! Its pre-loaded so all you'll have to do is aim and fire. Archer and Polar stared in confusion at the out of place 120mm gun, but they both decided to temporarily ignore that oddity and rather focus on taking out the Poseidon.

As Polar fired the 120mm gun, its DM23 APFSDS round penetrated all the way to the engine, causing the Poseidon to violently explode, killing all of its crew.

Archer: HELMER WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THIS THING FROM?! | The Helmer: Balresk Group PMC mailed me it over, god knows where they got it from, but it was a gift from a friend. Polar: Ya think they'll have some spares ones to sell to us? Wouldnt mind some BIG FUCKIN GUNS! FUCK YEAH!! The Helmer: Fuck no, last thing they'll want to do is supply WCN, even if they're mercs. Archer: We'll find a way.

At this point, they were passing by Corsica, a island fully owned by the Balresk Group PMC, coincidentally they ran into their main fleet returning from a deployment for Nassau. BG PMC's magnifficent flagship, their prometheus, escorted by 4 Poseidons quickly encircled The Helmers goose, and as all hope was lost, the Prometheus deployed a Koi, manned by seemingly only basic crewmen of the PMC.

As they approached the Goose, the BG PMC crewmen threw a rock with a note wrapped on it and then paddled away, as Archer picked it up, he read out loud:

"Please get the fuck out of Eastern Sea, thank you" -Balresk Group PMC CEO

After this, the ships left the goose alone, and The Helmer made his way out of there, as requested. The rest of the way to Whitecrest has been smooth, After their arrival at Whitecrest, The Helmer bid his farewells to Archer and Polar, with Archer telling him to be back soon, little did they know what The Helmer was about to do.

He took his goose all the way to NB, on the way he threw his WCN uniform into the ocean, and opened the cargo hold to let Kypricus out, afterwards he removed the WCN Flag of his mast, and threw it into the ocean just like his old uniform. As Kypricus made her way out of the cargo hold, she ran over to The Helmer and quite aggresively asked: What the fuck is an entire Mansion doing inside your cargo hold?!

The Helmer: Hah, dont worry about it since honestly? I dont know myself, I just one day noticed my cargo hold seems to have infinite space, surprised you didnt question going speed 20 upwind honestly. Kypricus: We all know about the stupid sail speed, but infinite cargo hold with zero weight effect? seriously? The Helmer: Well Its more of a thing Id rather keep a secret you know.

As this point, they have reached Nova Balreska, and again their conversation was cut short, as they were intercepted by Zut1n's mercury and its crew, after a short explanation, they were allowed to dock and finally rest.

As The Helmer and Kypricus walk to the Sword & Star Inn, they discuss what they're supposed to do now, considering The Helmer deserting WCN and Kypricus being all the way in NB, As much as Kypricus was worried, The Helmer wasnt, considering his friends in NBN he knew they'll be fine, and did his best to calm her down on the way there by trying to explain this to her.

END OF PROLOGUE




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