Reaver's 3 Step Guide to Surviving, Evading, and Quelling a Rebellion by Knead-Boric, Step 2
Step 2: Evading
Now my fellow reader, you may be telling yourself "Oh Mr. Reaver, isn't retreating the same as evading?". Well you're right on that one, my dear, and for that I congratulate you. But come now, no time to celebrate this momentous victory of synonyms and definitions.
For you see, despite having passed through the threshold of my Rear Passage leading to Smuggler's Beach, I still had an entire city of smugglers and pirates out for my head. But enough details, on to lesson one:
First lesson and the one of most paramount importance, have an escape vehicle prepared, like a proper ship and crew. I had to learn this one the hard way. Although I had a galley faster than any other, I had quite a lack of oarsmen to row for me, seeing as how most of them were partaking with the rabble. It pained me that I had to make poor Annabeth row for me, but for a bedwarmer she made for quite the swell rower however.
Second lesson: avoid being caught. I had to encounter nearly several dozens of my former compatriots during my daring escape. The townsfolk had set loose a fleet of the men that had once worked for me, and they were hot on my trail. But I, being a marksmen of such a caliber, was able to ward off any pursuers before they were even able to give chase. I made quick work of the men the on decks of their ships, and of the ships themselves when possible. Word of advice, when pitted against a skilled marksmen such as I, avoid having hazards such as oil lanterns in clear view, or near your person in general. As my old friend Captain Dread can attest to, doing so will only ever lead to a fiery demise when used against you. Make that little additional anecdote lesson three.
And finally lesson four: always have a reservation. I cannot tell you how dreadful it was finding a free spot in the quay in which to dock in. These sailors in Westcliff, so uncivilized. Not a single one of them even had the decency of ceding me a place to dock on. Although I'll admit, I was being far too generous by asking. Besides, they should be thankful that only their captain was shot. If it were under any other more lax circumstances I'd have the honor of being the sole proprietor the Westcliff docks then and there.
