(Hope you don't mind if i butt in here)
As the other ship sails off into the distance, a ship with black sails marked by crossed blue swords in front of a shield, sails towards the wreck.
"Damn!!! Sir, the ship appears to have been sunk." a fox clad in a dark grey tunic reports to the master of the ship, a hulking wolf with purple eyes and black fur. The wolf turns from the railing of the ship and stares at the fox while placing a hand on his sword, he stares deep into the fox's eyes and replies in a deep and menacing voice, "Do you think I Have time for such pointless observations hirvan? If the ship that just faded over the horizon indeed was the same that sunk the prison ship, we must make all haste to catch it. Prepare my vessel for speed, war, and glory. I want this corvette of war to be within cannon range of the other ship by sundown two days from now, and have her within range of the forward long nines battery tomorrow, do i make myself clear?"
Hirvan quails under his gaze and quickly salutes and says, "Yes sir!" before dashing off to rely his captain's orders. The wolf pulled his deep blue cloak about him and gazed at the horizon where the other ship had vanished. "Ten years I've hunted you, and you manage to slip through my fingers once more. My Justice will be served to you, in the form of a cannon loaded with explosive grapeshot, Exavior Halmin. The Dark Admiral comes for YOU!!!" The wolf shouts to horizon where the other ship vanished. Admiral Orion Darkstorm turned his back and set about ordering his ship for combat and the culmination of twelve years of hatred and exile.