The sight of a pirate ship approaching the shores of your home village definitely was not a great thing to wake up to. Especially as you saw the jolly roger raised high.

A plant on your windowsill falls to the floor as the horde of pirates march and run through the city, houses already burning down when no money was found inside.

You knew you’d be next. Your whole village was poor, doomed the moment this crew landed on your island. No king nor soldiers to defend you.

So, you ran.