Black Dog Nate’s personal history is not
something about which he goes blabbing to
just anybody, and is certainly not common
knowledge. He joined the crew in the
company of the voodoo practitioner Chanté,
and quickly made himself indispensable as a
singer of dreadful songs about murder,
mutiny, money, meat, and other things
beginning with M.
Black Dog Nate possesses a peculiar knack
for doing things under cover of darkness,
even in broad daylight. It is believed that he
was born and will someday die, although this
is all nothing more than speculation.