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The Brazilian Dream

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Joao is portuguese 22 years old in 1652. He already was a pirate in the mallaccan straight, and strangely enough was the captain. after a full success in his endeavor, with his equipage, and many boats, he goes back to portugal, with a load of merchandise, that could enable them to buy land in brazil, somwehre his original group of friends could call : "Our home" While it was not a smooth journey, they achieved all they needed to buy land in brazil in less than three years of poillagig and piatery, avoiding europeans ships for their plunders It's only around the guinea gulf that the story turns; they got taken into a tempest that crushed their fleet, expect for the brigantin that will lead the 11 survivors of the disaster where a new chance to achieve the ambition to become lord in brazil some even dream of conseuring all the land, build a fleet that can rival all of europe, but dreams are dreams ..... and they began by: the most audacious and surepising act of piratery of their era : the steal of 5 tons of silver from zacatecas, directly in the warehouse of sevilla, under the nose of thousands of people... and guards. A theft that was considered impossible.
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I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

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