Jib

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So the term dates to later but the concept is earlier?

Thanks! I have at least 40 of these tales on the facebook page. Check them out if you like. No need to worry about writing a piece of literature... I make errors frequently. Fun is the goal. Images from the shop? Yes please! I can always use help with images! I can often dream up a story from just looking at a picture.

So the "Speakeasy" might not be an invention of prohibition???

One Eyed Trollop Golden Age of Piracy Island of Bermuda, Flatts Village 1713 Part 2 of 3 One-eye Riet has offered you the chance to help her steal some pearls. If you choose to join her in this endeavor she takes you to hired skiff and tells the boatman to make for Flatts Village. Once you arrive at the tiny fishing village you notice a sloop flying the flags of Portugal. Across the stern you see the ships name, “Sao Miguel”. Riet tells the boatman to silently row his skiff toward the ships anchor chain. She instructs you to climb the anchor chain and she follows. Together you sneak into the hold of the ship and hide yourselves amid the cargo. Riet whispers the ship is bound for Cape Verde and that a passenger on this very ship holds a purse of over thirty white pearls! Her goal is to sneak up on the final night and steal the purse and together with you flee once you reach the township of Praia de Santa Maria. Once ashore at Cape Verde you can split the prize and apart company. Riet gives you a deadly smile after explaining her plans and snuggles in beside you for the voyage. Do you accept her plan or leave? If you choose to fight Riet she moves quick as a snake while you draw your cutlass. She throws some kind of powder into the candle on your table that makes a hideous plume of green smoke and flees in the confusion. Perhaps next time you’ll get revenge on the she-devil! If you choose to ignore One-eye Riet and call for another drink you discover it has already been paid for. Riet leaves but not before giving you a pouting smile. As you taste your rum you find it oddly sweet as if sugar was added. As a precaution you dump the beverage upon the tavern floor and leave by the back door. You have never trusted Riet and don’t plan to start! Part 2

Thanks for the lovely words (blush). I wish more people would play along too! I wonder what I'm doing wrong? The stories are researched and at least founded in history (except the Steampunk tales). I've been told people like the images I have created. My goal has been to design stories for everyone (male, female, straight, gay, history focused, light fantasy, old, young, rich, poor, pious, secular).

The best part about these stories is that YOU choose the out come. I can paint a bleak tale but you can write yourself out of it. I can state that you are surrounded by one hundred Spanish soldiers all armed to the teeth and ready to kill you. You can write back that one of them recognizes that you saved his life and helps you escape to freedom! At the very least check out my bad photoshop rendered images!

Jendobyns and myself have been tracking this topic via email. Very interesting what she has uncovered. One idea I hadn't imagined was that "The Crown" set the prices at inns and taverns. This make me curious if underground drinking establishments appeared? A back alley or basement, a keg, and a few hardened men ready to make some coin??? Seems like a good place to fence stolen goods too!

One Eyed Trollop Golden Age of Piracy Island of Bermuda, St. George 1713 Part 1 of 3 Riet is the last person you thought you would encounter in the taproom of “The Frog and Onion” tavern. She looks the same, tall, blonde, beautiful with a thick Dutch accent and missing her right eye. A well known spy, harlot and poisoner. One-eye Riet’s first husband was a Lutheran Pastor from Copenhagen she made a cuckold with the entire parish. Her second husband was a Spanish Pirate Chief she turned over to the French governor of St. Kitts. Last you had heard Riet had pleaded her belly to avoid hanging in the colony of Charles Towne after being caught selling strategic information to the French. You have never trusted One-eye Riet and watch her cautiously as she makes her way toward you. Riet boldly sits down next to you with a glass of claret and lights a long stemmed pipe from the taper at you table. You can smell the faint hint of lavender on her lace covered chemise. “Would you like to make some money? I know of a fellow who has an abundance of pearls that just beg to be stolen?” she purrs. What do you do? Help Riet steal the pearls? Attack her? Or just ignore her and call for another tankard of rum? This is the type of tale I've been sharing at "Jib's Tales of Adventure, Exploration and Debauchery" https://www.facebook.com/pages/Jibs-Tales-of-Adventure-Exploration-and-Debauchery/212579662151879 I start telling a story that you finish. I often include a photo that I have tweaked in photoshop to add to the tale. The above tale has three parts. I could use your help and advice to share these tales. What could we do to make these tales more appealing?

HB2u!

I suppose the meaning and the words "inn", "Tavern", and "Pub" might appear similar to our vocabulary today but held different meanings altogether in the GAOP. As the common man on the street today about "Ajax" and I doubt he will tell you about a ancient Greek hero. Then again maybe such terms were regional? Today we have soda, pop, and coke which depending upon where you are can mean the same thing.

This is great!

Thanks Jendobyns! In my own little research it appears certain establishments had to obtain a license to sell wine (instead of beer,ale, cider and rum). Despite the fact the names are changeable today there appears to be a difference between the tavern, inn, public house, and coaching inn (services provided and products sold). Growing up in the Midwest we had restaurants, bars and something called a "Supper Club". When I was older I discovered this was hold over from my grandparents generation. Supper Clubs served hard liquor along with food. Hard to fathom not being able to have a cocktail at your local Applebee's or TGI Fridays but at one time not all restaurants could serve hard liquor in the Midwest US. I wonder if something like this was going on in the colonies and Europe???

What do we know about colonial inns? Did all of them service a meal? What sort of food was common? Did all of them have a tavern for drinking and socializing? Was music common? What other services were provided (stables etc)? Did they seem to follow a typical layout or building plan?

Welcome mate!

Any suggestions for CDs that feature this kind/ genre of music?

Is the name copy righted?

Keep stealing those photos Mission! I might not be able to see them if you don't!

entertaining! thanks to everyone for sharing background tales!

I'm out of the loop. I haven't been able to attend Pirates in Paradise since 2005. I knew that Pirates in Paradise split into two individual festivals and ran concurrently (but never knew why?). I knew that the Fort Taylor Pirate invasion remained at the fort and that PiP appeared to take a location closer to downtown Key West. Did I hear of shuttle that ran between the two events? I had no idea that 2011 was the last year for Pirates in Paradise!!! I look at all the photos posted on the pub forum and just imagined that most of those featured the Fort Taylor Pirate Invasion simply because the member enjoyed the fort events more than the PiP events (example: Missions wonderful photographs). Any clue why this happened? It seems a lot of pirate events are folding up.

I enjoy Spartacus. Let's hope this is good too!

"Scratches head" http://www.piratesinparadise.com/

I was saddened too! I wonder if someone else will pick up the event???