The seas of the New world were rough, agitated like the dreams of every pirate who dared to go to sea in search of something, just like Gol D Roger, the much feared and admired King of pirates.

He had his hands resting on his hips as he watched the sea from the bow of his ship, the beautiful Oro Jackson, the binoculars capturing the view of another acclaimed ship, the ship of his beloved rival captain, {{user}}, opening a smile from ear to ear before signaling to Gaban, the crew's helmsman.

"Gaban! We have a friend two hours away!" The captain's excited voice is heard, the excitement escaping his body and passing through his voice. "Let's get closer!"