Midnight skirmishes and salty ditties
When the headless horseman rode into the moonlight and a ghostly hound emerged from the marsh, Tom nearlyfainted as he gripped his doubloons ever tighter...
Tom has no name...Well, apart from Tom. Taken in and raised by the landlady of the wild and windswept Owlers Arms, he never knew his father. Is is Sir William de Vine, local landowner and magistrate? Is it Lord Nelson? Or could it be John Doubloon, the dashing Smuggler King, always ready with a smile, a song and a cargo of dry goods? Tom's quest for his name and fortune lead him by way of smuggling, imprisonment and Naval service, to espionage and ghostbusting.
So climb aboard the Jolly boat, hoist the skull and crossbones and book your share of this illicit contraband now!
