Capt. Sterling

Actually should flog Mr. Merriweather the younger.. for standing and watching and not helping the others... and he actually fed you my lunch!!!

Aye the perfect decoy....

All heads turn toward Mission.... ?? I heartily recommend one of them BIG syringes...

Wanted to take that one home!! He was a real keeper!

Aye and all faithful and true they be... "Look Patrick didn't even wave!" Mine would save me in a second..."Oi the Captain is the only one with the key to the money box and he's hidden it besides!!"

Oi then I be the only one that loves ye, being the only drug addict in either the Watch Dog or Port Royal...

Aye Mr. Normal belongs to us... see William Early bird catches the worm...

Not too shabby for a surgeon....

I second that...

There ye go Mr. Bottles... build away but no rush for RF4 and no benches on chains attached to the walls...

Damnation as long as we remember we think we had fun...

That's just it, Captain. I didn't realize the tavern pulled double duty. Maybe I should try to assemble my gaol by then... Whoa... not that I wouldn't mind having the gaol... give me a place to take a nap during the event.. but we need to check with Cheeky as to space allowed.... although that and the tavern for use as the display would top last year's which was the best thing there... Oi ye hear that Lill, just how much CAN we set up... would be great to see the gaol and tavern together in a dry run at RF 4...so we can work out any possible bugs for Blackbeards, PiP or whatever...

And to help clarify, confuse and help fill in a couple of those not sure blanks, middle row, left to right: Starting at Mad Mary, we have Fayma Callahan, then me pointing me pistol, then William Red Wake in his gold waistcoat at the end. Thank you so very much ...geeze didn't recognize Fayma... ah but she were on me blind side... again my apologies for not recognizing folks.... yeah that's it the blind guy volunteers to figure out who is who...

A few prospects as in new recruits? as to the tavern... not sure if that would work, isn't that actually the display backdrop as well? Although, damnation, wouldn't that be a kick in the pants to bring the tavern to RF4!!

This one is self explanatory... the crewes of the Mercury and the Archangel still trying to kill each other...

I believe William Red Wake is going to tackle the chore of putting names to each face... unfortunately I can only name a few until then... left to right.. bottom row sitting... Sarah Sterling and Joshua Merriweather (Archangels) Next row Amanjiria (Archangel), Gunner Tiger Bill (Archangel), unfortunately I do not recognize the next lady and gent, but I believe the fellow with the cane is Harry (Ft. Zach) (would help if I put my specs on ) then Haunting Lily (Mercury), then Iron Jon's lovely lady Paula (Mercury)...need a name here Iron Jon, not sure of the fellow in the red slops... next row.. Do not know the chap with the lantern or the lovely lady next to him... the dumb blond is me (Archangel), then Bilgemonkey (Mercury), Maddogge (Archangel), Silkie (Archangel), Edward (Mercury), not sure, Mad Mary (Archangel), Fayma, Stynky Tudor and William Red Wake(Mercury) in the golden rod waistcoat. Top Row Greg Hudson(vendor extraordinaire), Mission (Mercury surgeon...watch out!), Rusty(Mercury), Capt. Jim (Mercury), Old Man of the Sea (Mercury), Lawrence (Artillery), Iron Jon (Mercury) and last but certainly not least... Patrick Hand (Mercury). My apologies to those whom I do not know....**making corrections as we go...**

Next year Capt. Lasseter and Blackbeard's to get yerself into practice!!

William is fine, last I heard... Just having some 'net issues' at home, soon to be remedied... Good to hear it... was growing a bit concerned especially with Maeve and the root canal...

Well thank ye.... more to come once William Red Wake gets a chance to get the ship wreck photos up and running...Silkie has some as well...

Welcome to the pub and to pirating! Hope to see you at more events!

Fall

Let's just put it this way, lad... William said it and my jaw hit the ground... couldn't believe it came out of his mouth... unfortunately...ahem...**cravat getting all too tight**... I cannot remember a thing...

Rather liked where we were actually when you really think about the location...what say you?

Ah but what are old friends for?? Some one has got to show him the error of his ways... while there is still time... jerky pieces, wot? Gut me? Damnation, wish I could remember what happened that last night we spent together in Barcelona, maybe that would explain things a bit more...