master carrot

Master Carrot

They call me Mr. Carrot, me mates on the crew. I've little recall of my childhood days, only time as an orphan on the streets of London; the labor and beatings, poverty and abuse. When I sold myself as cabin boy to a west bound merchantman, that is when my life began. I learned the ways of the sail and also the ways of the cutlass, both of which have served me well. When the schooner that I was serving on was overtaken off Hispaniola by Capt. Crudbeard and his gang of murderers, I was given the choice of joining them in the Sweet Trade or joining the sharks for a little swim. This left my path clear and I've never looked back. My favorite weapon is the huge monkey fist that I carry, all the better to bludgeon those with a few extra coins in the dark of night. Contact Master Carrot