[RP ]Morgan & Bartholomew Trust Ship Name Contest

[Sir Henry Morgan]

As we await further services in the banking industry, Morgan & Bartholomew Trust will sponsor a Ship Name Contest.

Submit a name one would give a ship, be it a war ship or trading vessel. To make interesting, tell the story of why the ship be named, or explain why it be a good name for a ship.

In a few days, 5 will be selected for a final poll vote. All five selected will receive a prize as placed.

1st Place - 1 million gold coin.
2nd Place - 750,000 gold coin
3rd Place - 500,000 gold coin
4th Place - 250,000 gold coin
5th place - 100,00 gold coin

Name nominations are are now being accepted - post here to see if ye can win!

Sponsored by Morgan & Bartholomew Trust. Learn more at http://www.piratesglory.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=1382&p=15025#p15025

[MAjesty]

because it would require coding to name a ship this.

[Sir Henry Morgan]

Perhaps a translation be in order.

[Loki]

"Merciful Release"

T'was no accident in the naming of me Flagship, given to it by my trusted crew. For years we plied the cruel seas in search of fame and fortune. They followed me in whatever direction the winds took us and we made a hard living, seeking letters of marque to ply our trade. But fortune was rarely on our side and we was haunted by Captain Bart, as mean a captain as any ship could ever have, who ruled his crew with a Cat O Nine and the dreaded threat of marooning for the smallest mistake. It seemed that whenever we had a prize in our sights, Bart would rise up on the horizon and we stood no chance against his ship, It was faster and outgunned us. We fought hard every time but never got the riches we truly deserved.

We had docked in Tzogos one fair evening to allow the crew a chance to go a wenching and a gambling while we had our fair sloop careened. Sure enough on the other side of the docks sat the Frigate of Bart, she was a poor sight for the eyes an uncared for vessel. I knew I had to save her from ruination. Knowing Bart as I did it was fair bet to say he was a drinking and a gambling in the Blue Bottle Inn, while his crew would be confined to ship. So I sent me Quartermaster to the Inn to gain Barts ear and rally me crew, while I headed to the ship with me sailing master. On the quayside was Roberts a slovenly pirate if ever you spied one but he was loyal to the crew, if not to Bart.

Roberts was easily bought for a piece of eight and we were allowed onboard, me sailing master set to work and soon we had purchased the loyalty of the crew, with the promise of rum and fair treatment for all. The ship was ours for the taking we just had to deal with Bart, I left me sailing master to prepare the ship for a fast exit. I headed to the Blue Bottle Inn.

I opened the door of the tavern and the whole place fell silent, I trembled as I thought my plan had got out and Bart would be waiting for me but no he was not to be seen. My quartermaster approached and informed me the crew were ready and Bart was with a wench in the back room. I seized my chance and drew me cutlass striding forward with bold steps I entered the room and plunged the cutlass tight to his throat. I told him --------------

"Come, don't be in a fright, but put on your clothes, and I'll let you into a secret. You must know that I am Captain of your ship now, and, therefore you must walk out. I am bound to Bermuda with a design of making my own fortune and that of all the brave fellows joined with me..."

Bart was growing red with rage at this thought and rushed for his pistol laid at his side. Meanwhile outside the room we had a growing crowd who wanted to see who was brave enough to take on Bart. They were baying for blood but I had not come here for that. I merely wanted the ship that he had stolen from me 5 long years ago after cheating at pirate bones. I swung my cutlass hard and fast and knocked the pistol clean out of his hand. " your next move will see ye dead Bart, but if ye want to live then play the bones with me, If ye win ye get my ship and crew, if ye lose ye keep ye breath in ye body".

The table was set and the bones bought out from behind the bar, 6 bones a piece were placed into flagons and we both shook them hard. Bart rolled first and two skulls came out. Had good fortune deserted me again I wondered, I emptied me flagon and the bones rolled for what seemed an age there were three skulls. Bart was angered by this and drew his pistol and me Quartermaster sliced him clean through the head. The Tavern owner immediately cracked open a barrel of finest rum in celebration for Black Bart was dead and no more would the port suffer from his self imposed taxes. Indeed sometimes luck can be with you when all seems lost. After a hard nights drinking we went to me Ship, The Sailing Master had been busy and a new Name plate she bore - I asked him how he came up with the name his simply replied " twas a merciful release for alL "

[Most Lee Harmless]

Ship Name : 'Daisy'

For those of us of a certain age : 'Pink Jeep, denim shorts : and who really cared what happened to that silly orange car anyway..''

[Diplomatist]

This is actually a true story...

Earlier this week I acquired a Level 10 Sloop of War through Tidal Wave. It had 41 attribute points, but only one allocated to Round Shot. It's name, believe it or not was 'Good Choice'!

It's new name? 'Toothless'...

[Lefty]

"Fear of the Dark"
Level 10 Man o War with 60 attributes

The fear of the dark is a common fear or phobia among ship captains .Fear of the dark is usually not fear of darkness itself, but fear of possible or imagined dangerous pirates concealed by darkness. Some degree of fear of the dark is natural. This fear may be evolutionary in nature, as many pirates hunt at night. If you have Fear of the Dark, you are likely to become nervous in any darkened environment. You may sleep with a candlelight. You might be reluctant to go out at night. You will likely experience an increased heart rate, sweat, shake and even feel ill when forced to sail in the dark. .If your Fear of the Dark is severe, you may attempt to sail away from dark ports and avoid shipping at night. You might become angry or defensive if anyone tries to encourage you to trade goods in the dark. Treatment for Fear of the Dark is often found at your local tavern. Rum or tobacco may be prescribed.

[Stan Rogers]

The 'Antelope' be the ship I sailed into Avonmora with and remains in my possession to this day. Not a fancy ship and more than battered and bruised many times.
The following story of the Antelope is chronicled by non other than Stan Rogers. I claim no credit.


Oh, the year was 1778, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
A letter of marque came from the king,
To the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen,

God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.

The Flagship Erebus and the fine ship Terror dispatched to find the Northwest Passage never returned to port on a so called ill fated mission now sails the seas of Avonmora.

Oh, Elcid Barrett cried the town, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
For twenty brave men all fishermen who
would make for him the Antelope's crew

God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.

The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight,HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
She'd a list to the port and her sails in rags
And the cook in scuppers with the staggers and the jags

God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.

On the King's birthday we put to sea, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
We were 91 days to Montego Bay
Pumping like madmen all the way

God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.

On the 96th day we sailed again, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight
With our cracked four pounders we made to fight

God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.

The Yankee lay low down with gold, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
She was broad and fat and loose in the stays
But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days

God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.

Then at length we stood two cables away, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
Our cracked four pounders made an awful din
But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in

God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.

The Antelope shook and pitched on her side, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs
And the main trunk carried off both me legs

God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.

So here I lay in my 23rd year, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
It's been 6 years since we sailed away
And I just made Halifax yesterday

God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers.

[Sir Henry Morgan]

These be excellent, mates! Let's have more, mates,while the rum pours freely so the stories be told...

So how your ship be christened?

[Sir Henry Morgan]

The nominations be in - cast ye vote in the polls!

Best of luck to all who participated!