Captian Fear
Pirate Master
"My captain leaned in and whispered for my ears alone, 'I'll be seeing ye soon, Master Hands.' The next thing I knew, his pistol was fired and I laid bleeding on the floor," Isreal continued and grimaced at his crutch, "My shin was wrecked and that's how I walk with this old man's stick before you."
"What happen after that?" said Christophe in a whisper.
"I was taken to shore and sent to a surgeon. I knew I could never return to the account. I took a pardon, excusing myself for my crimes... When my crewmates asked the captain why he did that... He replied with a smile, 'If I didn't kill a man every now and then, they would forget who I am.'"
Israel sighed and reach for Walker's grog. He took several gulps before continuing. "A few days later the Royal Navy found 'im on his sloop. After much blood was spilt -mostly by the captain-, the redcoats won and chop off the captain's head. I heard this tale throughout the town and I rejoiced with the townspeople and thought him dead and gone.
"A week after those events, I went to visit my former crewmates at the prision, to pay my respects to them. The crew, the whole lot of them, acted like Lucifer was breathing done their necks. I asked them what was wrong. An old mate of mine replied, 'There's a devil in the corner. He's been following us since the captain's death.' With a bone white finger, he pointed over into a dark corner in the cell. As I looked, I saw nothing but a deep blackness. I felt a chill. I swore I could feel something... breathing? It terrifed the crew and they were grateful to be hanged when they were. But I know that devil they speak of is still out there somewhere..."
After a long moment, Walker asked, "What was the name of yer captain?"
Israel looked up at him, "Captain Blackbeard..."
"What happen after that?" said Christophe in a whisper.
"I was taken to shore and sent to a surgeon. I knew I could never return to the account. I took a pardon, excusing myself for my crimes... When my crewmates asked the captain why he did that... He replied with a smile, 'If I didn't kill a man every now and then, they would forget who I am.'"
Israel sighed and reach for Walker's grog. He took several gulps before continuing. "A few days later the Royal Navy found 'im on his sloop. After much blood was spilt -mostly by the captain-, the redcoats won and chop off the captain's head. I heard this tale throughout the town and I rejoiced with the townspeople and thought him dead and gone.
"A week after those events, I went to visit my former crewmates at the prision, to pay my respects to them. The crew, the whole lot of them, acted like Lucifer was breathing done their necks. I asked them what was wrong. An old mate of mine replied, 'There's a devil in the corner. He's been following us since the captain's death.' With a bone white finger, he pointed over into a dark corner in the cell. As I looked, I saw nothing but a deep blackness. I felt a chill. I swore I could feel something... breathing? It terrifed the crew and they were grateful to be hanged when they were. But I know that devil they speak of is still out there somewhere..."
After a long moment, Walker asked, "What was the name of yer captain?"
Israel looked up at him, "Captain Blackbeard..."