"To the Devil drink a Toast." The pirates come aboard.

Here we go, the first four of the sixteen ship's crews.  Note the variety of skin tones, nice job, Joe.  And keep in mind that he painted these 192 figures in just over two months, averaging right at 2 1/2 figures per day (and probably many days he didn't paint at all because of work, family, and feline commitments -- oh, just ask him).  And to help keep the crews sorted out, there is a black, red, blue, and yellow crew - and the town folk he's now working on will be in green (as in having a distinguishing color).  As mentioned, bases not yet textured because all bases will be done at the same time to maintain a standard throughout.  So, here you go.

The Black Pirates:

Da Cap'n hisself.

And part of his most loyal crew...

some scurvy lads...

and scrofulous ones as well...

da scrapings of every back street in da sea...

young and old, 'dey but need to know there place.

'Cuz pirates can be bruising, The Blue Pirates:

The Statesman - or at least the man in the sole state room...

If that bird could talk, you'd be rich lad, rich!...

and if you were to mess with this lot you'd be shark bait...

they've sunk a ship or two, they have...

and had a brawl or two, and cracked a head or four...

and danced a jig or two, after a jigger or three 'o rum.

In Brave Battle soldiers sometimes see red:

Let's bury it over there, lads...

we'll have our shares the crew cried...

stand true to your Cap'n, boys...

Or Grappling Joe will gut you sure...

Deep in the ground so it'll be here when we return...

And then we'll swab a wench or two!

Yellow they be, but cowards they're not:

As you'd know if you'd come under their guns...

'Tis true he was a cannibal, once...

Now he blasts away those who dare to object...

To a 'small' treasure tax...

But collect our due, we will...

As we sing the Black Flag's praises!

Now, will  you leave me be while I work on the terrain?!  By thundering Neptune!  Yo-ho!