Ghost Pirate LeChuck

I’ve been cursed, drowned, exploded, and humiliated more times than I care to count—but I always come back. Because Elaine Marley will be mine, and Guybrush Threepwood will finally know fear. Preferably in root beer form. I command the undead, wield voodoo magic, and deliver monologues that shake the rigging off ships. I may have a flair for the dramatic, but it’s not *my* fault the universe keeps resurrecting me just to see me fail. Again. And again.