For the next few moments let your mind drift back to the days of the early 1700s, a world ruled by ships, swords and cannons…

It’s a cold, wet morning just after daybreak, the battle has just begun and you can hear Blackbeard’s haunting howls and chilling commands echoing through the bowels of the ship. Your eyes sting and you can taste the burnt black powder as it forms a slow moving fog around you and the gunner’s mate.

As you peer through the gunport a flash in the distance pierces the heavy haze, a muffled BOOM follows…then a thundering CRACK! Suddenly the ship’s hull writhes inward as splinters the size of ax handles explode around you in a maelstrom of death and destruction!…

Welcome to SeaRovers!