The Characters

The Tavern - Steven Seagull

So! You want to know about Good ‘ol Steve. You’re either so drunk that you think I’m someone else or you are the 1/1000 pirate that actually cares about the history of Tortuga. With a bar tab like yours, this story is on the House.

This fine establishment was founded by yours Truly at the founding of Tortuga herself, weird thing about this island, you don’t seem to age.

These walls have seen every secret, every pirate lord, and every ounce of coin that has entered or exited Tortuga.

Now, I want you to look at me. LOOK AT ME! Do I look like a fighter to you? Don’t lie to me.

Exactly. I’m not. So how do I keep all of you folks in line.

Rum. Food and Rum. All of you pirates and captains may act like you own the place and whip your cutlass’ around like it’s your own personal fight club.

But at the end of the day, you have a tab. A tab that you owe me. That puts you in my pocket.

I’m the one that manages the rum shipments. I’m the one that cooks the food. You may listen to your captains, but I’m the god damn boss whenever you enter this establishment. Now if you’re looking for someone to sail with, I’ve got crew if you’ve got coin.

The Shipwright - Chacha

Everybody wants to know about good ol’ Chacha. I say to them, you don’t need to know Chacha to know he got good ships. But you seem like decent folk.

People think that to build a good ship, you need someone who studies ships. Hogwash, I say! You need someone who knows the sea. The sea is a ships greatest ally or enemy, dependin how you look at it.

Look at the ocean right now! LOOK AT IT! Look how big that body of water is. Whose side do you want to be on? The oceans or the ships. Ocean is a better ally than enemy, and you have to build ships that are nice to her.

If you build an enemy of the ocean, the ocean will swallow it up like a hungry hound starved for days. My old folks hated the ocean. Hated it so much that they built ships that tore into her waters and reefs. Then what happened? Tsunami. Biggest one I ever saw. I hid. Big tree. Lucky me.

Stop looking at the ocean. I’m talking to you. It’s rude to look away from someone speakin’ to you. Now, I’ve never touched water a day in my life because who knows what’s under those waters.

That’s why I’m always drinking rum. Nothing lives in rum. Better that way. Now, show me an ocean of Rum, and then…We’ll have something new to worry about.

The Docks - Bubba

Me? Oh…Ain’t too much about me that very interesting, boy. Was a small-time pirate under the command of a big time Hoss named Captain Reeds. Reeds was a good captain but…well he wasn’t a good person. Made us do things I’d rather not talk about. Got sick and tired of the whole thing and rounded up likeminded folks in the crew, and we had ourselves a little mutiny! Heh. Heh.

After that, I didn’t have much motivation to stick around and travel. I’d seen plenty of the world, and Tortuga was the right kind of mix between peaceful and chaotic for me to settle down. They needed someone who can keep captains in line at the docks, and well, I’d earned that kind of rep in organizing the mutiny of Reeds. So it was a perfect fit. At least, that’s how I think about it.

Sometimes I think about Reeds. Without his instruction and training, I wouldn’t be where I am today. At the same time, I don’t think anything from that man has a touch of goodness in it. But I try my best for Tortuga. Maybe that’s what matters. See, nothing special about me.

The Plunderers Guild - Diego

You think getting to know me will get you in my good graces? Think again, welp. I’ve been gutting little fish like you since I was spawned in this croc-eat-croc world.

What you need to know about me is that I am your paycheck. I am your source of life. Whenever you win, it’s because of me. Whenever you lose, you best believe that I’m mad about it. To be a plunderer means to cut, bite, and claw your way out from the gutters of poverty.

Some people suffocate underneath all the pressure. Me? Never. I got comfortable in the muck and grime. Waiting. Watching. You ever heard of the previous leader of this place? No? Well the guild didn’t like Tortuga, too small you see, but the Reaper, yeah causing a few problems back home. I got here early, possession is nine tenths of the law ha!

You got a letter for me? What’s this, that seal, it’s from the guildmaster, where’d you get this?

They are coming.

The Cartographer - Hector

It’s so good to hear that question. Not many people your age care the stories of others let alone mine. My life is a long one. Mostly uninteresting, hence why I started chasing the stories of others. That’s the beauty of stories. They can bring color and meaning to an otherwise meaningless length of time. On my island, the stories are quite boring. We were always there and now my people are still there.

Me, I was infected with wanderlust. I took to the seas as a stowaway and just listened. Not too many people like to listen, but I do. I have the time. There were so many stories! Some about treasure. Some about people! Sometimes both.

The funny thing about is that there were many stories I heard about the same event but told differently. Does that make one story true and the other not? I don’t think so. I think all stories have a little bit of true and false to them. I like parsing through the words, the voices to find things that no one else knows where to find, because they do not listen.

I pieced together those bits of information and found the lost vaults of Tortuga. Treasure Map anyone?