Here's the story..
I was raiding an anthill, one fateful Summer dawn, when the inevitable occured. A noob, perhaps a woman, approached my boat, checked the contents of it, hopped in, and sailed away. I ran towards her, catching one last "Asshole!" as she sailed into the distance. However, it became clear she was new as she tried to hop out of her boat. A plan developed inside my innovative mind. I would get my boat back if it killed me.
The plan was: Lure her out of the boat.
I have played H&H for 6 worlds, now. This should be easy.
I chased her down, and told her:
Me: "pls dont take my items, my claim doesnt cover my door."
Her: "hah"
Me: "pls?"
She then left, and I walked upstream, scouting. She finally figured out how to get out, and went straight for the house. My HF was inside my house, so I hearthed, and estimated when she would be trying to get my stuff. I timed it a bit early, but it worked out. I ended up in one side of the boat, the more dominant side, while she sat in the back, lifeless.
I taught her a lesson about stealing, heard begs and plea's, and dropped her off far from where I lived.
The end.
