He sat there staring at the pile of treasure scattered about the cavern, a king's ransom as it were. Gold and jewels; priceless pieces all! And they had found it.

He picked one coin up and bit it. Pure gold, he savored the taste in his mouth. Riches untold that could buy anything his heart desired. Ah! The things the he desired! Images danced through his head.

But… what good was it? It was of no use to him and the others claimed it was cursed. Dejectedly, he allowed the coin to drop. It's ring sounded as it joined its brethren amongst the glitter.

Without a backward glance, he hopped once more upon Barbossa's shoulder to dream of things that only a monkey could.