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The perfect crystal blue water of the ocean was littered with splinters of wood, torn sails and other wreckage from dozens of ships.  Smoke rose up from the corpses of once proud hulls, obscuring the sky that was completely clear only a few short hours ago.  Screeching gulls, lapping waves and the other sounds of the open sea were still swallowed up by cannon fire, clanging sabers and the shouts of sailors and pirates in battle.  It was a bedlam that some of the most veteran Navy officers had only seen in their dreams. Morgana De Graff watched the near distant carnage from the helm of her ship the Iron Duchess.  She had sailed the perimeter