Handlbr

I be not recallin’ when it was when I came about joinnin’ up with these jolly rouges an’ wenches. The stories I be told was something like this: Drinkin’ alone in a rather dark seedy Inn, I be approached by a fine specimen of a wench. She says to me “Does ye want to get Lucky?” I thought her name be “Lucky”, So I says that sounds Like a grand plan to me! As the time past as did the empty bottles rum we staggered from the Inn I be hopin’ for to her place. That be the last I be recallin’ from the night as I awoke aboard a ship an’ it be the “Buccaneer Queen”. I asked of the wench named “Lucky”, I be told of her mishap of fallin’ to the sea when transferin’ from long boat to ship an’ not seen since. As we now have been travelin’ the seas I been noticin’, we as a group have been doin’ quite well fer ourselves, pillagin’, plunderin’ and the likes. I also been noticing as I be likin’ finer attire, so does the wenches. I sees it to be no problem wit’ that… I goes by the name Handlbr……, but I considers me to be “Lucky”