It all began at The Drunken Mermaid Tavern, where any adventure worth having begins. Barracuda d’Morte was sittin’ at her usual table with a jug of punch in front of her. She had just returned to the island of New Providence, Bahamas, from a treasure-filled cruise around the Caribbean and was feelin’ mighty pleased with herself. Sittin’ at her table were her cousins, the battling d’Morte sisters, Bella Donna and Sweet Oleander. She was trying not to listen to them argue when a long tall drink of water wandered into the tavern.

Roger (nicknamed The Red for his long curly red hair) Corcoran stepped through the door with a small bag of doubloons in one hand and a guitar in the other followed by his crew mates, Durty Lillie LaFey, Red Maria and Black Rory Harper carrying his lady, the Celtic harp. After a couple of tall ones, Roger began to play guitar and sing in his full baritone. Lillie began to blow a melodic harmonica. Rory put his arms around his lady and began to stroke the music from her strings. Barracuda liked what she heard and began to sing with them. Sweet Oleander, Bella Donna, and Red Maria added their unique harmonies.

Suddenly, Liberté Sparrow burst in from the room at the rear of the tavern with a bag of drums over her shoulder followed by a fellow carrying a stool and more drums. She started providing the beat for the ever increasing band. From behind the bar stepped the serving wench, Tutti Flutti with her penny whistle, fife and flute.

Finally, from the darkest corner of the room, removing the black, hooded cloak that had hidden her, Iron Bess, the renowned swordswoman, stood, stepped into the light and opened her mouth. Her Celtic soprano was almost as good as her sword work and we welcomed her sweet descant to our songs.

Thus the pirates of New Providence came together to become a band.