Tight Purse Harvey got his retirement gold in the end, though t’was a long and arduous process. The blackguard Black Alan Mead lies dead, eaten by crabs in Davey Jones’ Locker and he crew with him. Harvey’s long-suffering crew still hang around Tortuga, the riches so painfully shared ever dwindling, but it may be their days are numbered, so to Hell with it, right? On what should be a clear and balmy night, an eldritch mist rolls in from Hispañola, foreboding ill for our happy troupe…