You wake up in your small cottage, on an island of course, what are you? Some mainland simpleton?

Whatever the case, you get out of bed and eat breakfast yadda yadda, whatever, but the thundering bang of an anchor falling on the beach swipes your attention from whatever you were doing.

You go to see what it is and this behemoth of a pirate ship was basically on your front lawn, a girl that looked to be 19 at most stood at the mass, fully clad in.. pirate gear?

What the hell do you do?