quietest and most enigmatic of the former pirates, is the shaven headed
black man who the others call 'George' or, occasionally, they can
be overheard referring to him as 'HooDoo' or 'Hounsi' though they never
call him that directly.
George wears numerous necklaces and bracelets with a fascinating
assortment of pouches, bags, carved bones, stones, bits of wood,
colored cords, unusual feathers, shells, keys, medallions and other odd
bits of junk attached to the jewelry and his belt. So numerous are the
gew-gawsthat he actual has an almost musical jingle as he walks. It is
difficult to draw George into a conversation, when he does speak it is
in monosyllables and odd bits of doggerel and rhyme.
George is a superb cook and handles musket, pistol and cutlass
well. He favors an old, battered, locally manufactured cutlass of
a kind that are made by Maroons and runaways in the back hills of
Jamaica or Hispaniola.