Before joining Frontbutt, Fakebeard's career had him traveling the world playing music. Being a cruise ship musician was the life for him (a pirate's life is at sea, you know). It took a chance meeting in Belize with a nerdy young man from the states to convince Fakebeard that there was a successful bounty for him on dry land. Well, that and a bottle of rum and the promise of booty. The mans name was IQ. He happened to catch one of Fakebeard's sets and was intriuged. Fakebeard also met Gobstoppa (who was babbling about spider monkeys or something) at this meeting. Nothing could have prepared the pirate for the saga that unfolds in front of his one good eye.
Ladies dig the beard.
