The Black Dragon sailed across the Ghost Sea north of Skyrim. The sun was rising over the horizon as Captain Ragnarok arrived on the deck from the captains cabin. A new recruit for Captain Ragnarok's pirate crew was an Argonian named Vaasta. Vaasta looked at his new captain for the first time because the captain had been exhausted from the last battle with an Imperial cargo ship. He was a strong and tall Nord with wavy black hair, a long beard, and piercing red eyes that intimidated most to the point of terror.

He still had a bottle of rum in his hand and took a long swig of it. Vaasta said with a hiss "It's a beautiful morning, Captain." Ragnarok smiled and said "Aye laddeh! It is quite beautiful!" The captain looked off into the distance and saw that his ship had been followed. He gave a telescope to Vaasta and told him to get to the crows nest to get a better look.

Vaasta shouted "CAPTAIN THEY ARE IMPERIAL SOLDIERS! THEY HAVE CANNONS READY AND ARE GAINING ON US!" Ragnarok wakes the rest of the crew while taking another swig of rum and shouting "Crew get up! It looks like we have ourselves a fight!" He laughs and continues "Remember crew, TREASURE, FAME, GLORY, AND RUM OR DIE WITH HONOR!" His crew of about 20 men shout with excitement while waving their swords in the air. Ragnarok was fierce in battle and showed no fear to his foes. His fierceness in battle inspired his crew to intense loyalty and trust in their captain.

Ragnarok shouted "Stop lollygaging! CREW MAN THE CANNONS AND READY YER SWORDS!" They hastily did as told and all laughed with confidence. Their laughter was cut short as a cannon ball flew through the ship taking out Jaan Greywolf. The captain quickly went back to the deck and steered the ship towards the Imperials.

He shouted "FIRE!" As they had a good view and three cannonballs hit the enemy ship. Ragnarok gave the wheel to a crew member and took his special cutlass, Leviathan Bane, and his magica pistol, Alestorm. His dream as a child was to one day see and slay the Leviathan. His blade was black, both sides having rivets. One side had red glowing in the rivets and light blue in the other. He smithed and enchanted the blade himself. Alestorm was the only magica pistol made by the legendary Altmer enchanter Rolnasor. Ragnarok had once anchored his ship on the western shore of the Summerset Isles and befriended Rolnasor. Ragnarok had came up with the design and Rolnasor enchanted it perfectly. It fires either a light blast or dark blast depending on the time of day and takes a while to recharge.

He neared the Imperial ship and sailed through the air with five members of his crew. They landed and prepared to fight. The captain readies his sword and takes a swig of rum.