Black Bart (Bartholomew Roberts)
The Crimson Captain of the Golden Age
Crimson and steel, I ruled the waves.
I never sought the sea, but the sea claimed me. From pressed man to captain by vote, I led not with cruelty, but with code. My waistcoat was crimson, my mind sharper than any cutlass. I took no quarter, and gave none. The sea has my body. The world has my name.
What I'm Into: Royal Fortune, Portuguese galleons, fair articles, the Atlantic wind, tea by dawn
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