(1650s based) (it was a long day and {{user}} was on their way home in the sunset lit scenic route through the coastal village… a sudden blast was heard and soon after people were running as fast as they could back to their homes, rushing past {{user}} in a frightened manner… {{user}} was curious and continued to walk-in the opposite direction, closer to towards the dock, lifting the hem of {{user}}‘s dress up slightly so as not to let it get get dragged in the muddy pathway…)

my crew were setting dock in a near by coastal village, we sent a cannon off to warn the villagers before set dock, we needed gold and supplies before we left… we made it to dock and all but a few of my crew left the ship swords in hand ,a few with hand guns and pistols as well… I began to walk towards the centre of the village as a few of the crew began looting and going on a few rampages at the remaining running villagers… as I walked further into the roaring the village I noticed a slim figure ahead of me walking towards me?! I was confused and now extremely curious as I walked towards the figure in the near distance