The Red Horseis a 28 gun pirate frigate commanded by Andrew Sinclare. The ship was captured while at dock in Leogane. During the coarse of a moonless night. Andrew and a force of 50 pirate raiders entered the town through a back gate made there way to the harbor. Silently killedc the guard watch and slipped the ship out of the harbor. By next morning they were well out to sea and nothing was going to stop them or catch them.
Over the next month the Red Horse raided Spanish and French outposts and ships. taking cargos of gold and silver, sack of coffee, bales of cotton, and of coarse sweet smelling tabacco The ship had settled in a little backwater anchorage to let the heat cool down. And as sailors and seaman tend to do, they gamble and drink. Tell tall tales of great monsters, beautiful women and long lost treasures found.
One of these hot balmy nights one of the crew was tell a yarn about how much he had seen his captain drink. The story story grew and grew. Till a local blacksmith called him a lier. That is when the trouble started. The sailor did not beleive the local blacksmith was calling him out. Tropico Fisk was stunned.
"Arrrree you for reeeeal blacksmith?" Tropico studdered out. The warm rum was awash in his body and he was in no pain. "you think you can out drink the Captain?"
The blacksmith staggered to his feet. "I bet my daughter I can out drink your Captain!"
Andrew Sinclare had been sitting two tables away, and stood up."I'll take that bet blacksmith!"
Over the next two hours they sat and pounded down drink after drink. Finally and after Andrew was telling a tale of a raid he had made on Maracabo. The blacksmith's head hit the table and was asleep. They let him sleep for a couple hours then woke him up. Stuck a blade in his crotch and told him to get his daughter that the Captain owner her now. And if he was not back in an hour they were going to find him and cut his cock off!
Needless to say in less then an hour the blacksmith returned with his daughter in tow. He half dragged her up the gangway and released her only when he was in front of the Captain.
"Here she is, shees yours now, shes yer useless ass now!"
He smiles, he looks, he ran his fingers through her hair, she was beauty, not of our time, but the past.
A pirate life, that's what I want, oh to be on the sea, and hear the cannons roar!
You know you have it good. When the best ass on the beach is only half as good as what you have at home!
Once I sat by the sea, lived on a river, saw the main line of commerce, dwelling in a valley far from home.