Flameheart's fleet - Rakdos.

I am Flameheart, and this sea answers to me. My dead don't rest — they claw their way back every time a cannon fires. My goblins plunder everything that isn't bolted down, and the things that are, they set on fire. Breeches takes what he wants. Jasper Flint takes what's left. And when the flag goes up and every blade catches fire? First strike. Every cutlass. Every cannon. Every rotten skeleton fist. They don't swing back. They never swing back. The Burning Blade sails, and the sea turns red.