
SKULLDUGGERY INCORPORATED
Established 1692, possibly cursed, definitely criminal
The Origin
Long before the ink dried on any map, before kingdoms rose and borders were drawn, there were those who moved through the world unseen. Traders of secrets, saboteurs of law, conjurers of mischief. When the year 1692 arrived cloaked in plague, witch trials and war, these kindred outlaws decided it was time to get organized.
So, in a world where rules were made to be bent, broken, or buried at sea, Skullduggery Incorporated was born.
Founded, depending who you ask, either in the misty alleys of London’s occult underbelly or aboard a storm-lashed smuggler’s sloop somewhere off Hangman’s Cove, our company has always operated on the fringes of the respectable. Recruits were lifted directly from plague pits, battlefields and prison cells. Pirates signed contracts in blood, witches in candle wax and outlaws were paid in cursed gold. From apothecary alchemists dealing in suspicious tinctures, to gunslingers, pirate financiers, and deep-sea smugglers with skeleton crews, we’ve offered “specialist services” to the most nefarious clientele across land, sea, and séance.
Our legacy is stitched together from the fabric of every crime too clever to name. We don’t just cross lines—we redraw them with a dagger’s point.
The mission
“To facilitate acts of artful mischief, elegant villainy, and lightly cursed commerce across land, sea, and the hereafter.”
Every century, Skullduggery Inc. evolved — quietly hiring, never firing, (not in the traditional sense, you understand?). Departments merged, others... exploded. Headquarters shifted from sea caves to saloons, to séance parlors. But the mission remained:
“To be the shadow behind the scam, the hand behind the heist, and the grin behind the grave.”
The Present Day
Today, Skullduggery Incorporated continues its operations in plain sight — through art, apparel, and whispers in alleyways. Each design, t-shirt, hoodie or story you take home is a piece of that legacy. You’re not just wearing a garment…
You’re joining the crew.
So pour a drink, sign the ledger, and remember: You're one of us now.
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