“Black goes with everything… sooner or later.”
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.