My name is Edward Teach.
Ye know me as Blackbeard. And ye all do know my name, dont ye? It was
in the 1700s that I ruled the Atlantic and even now me name still means piracy
itself. I was the terror of your coastline, preying on any and all ships that
came my way, flying the false flag of whatever country would make a ship trust
me until me crew could get close enough to pounce.
Manys the time I visited your fair state and some say I buried me treasure
here. But folks say so much about me its hard to know whats true.
Its true that I died in a pistol battle with the British dog Lieutenant
Maynard in the waters off Ocracoke Island in North Carolina and its
true that Maynard took my head and hung it from his ships mast as a warning
to other pirates. Aye, me head comes right off even now - want to see? Just
But I do have a warning for ye all and a gift. The warning is this. You think
playing pirate is all fun and games, dont ye? Well ye children wouldnt
have wanted to meet me - not in a dark alley or on a ship that I had my eye
on. We pirates were a heartless bunch and didnt care a fig whether folks
like you lived or died. Youre all much too nice for piracy and you live
soft, easy lives, not like ours. Youd never have survived as a member
of my crew. So dont be thinking were all like that Johnny Depp
fellow and dont forget what monsters we really were. Dont be so
sure you want to be pirates.
Oh aye, and the gift. I almost forgot. Heres an old map for ye. May
ye find great treasure. And may ye be assured it wont be MY treasure.
Ive hidden mine far better than this.
Yer lucky Im dead or Id rob you all right now. Ladies and gentlemen,
Blackbeard bids ye a good day.