All of you begin the game in a rustic wooden tavern, located in the midst of a small fishing village, on this bleak rocky island in the North Sea. It is a dark and stormy night. You're all drinking your ale and smoking your pipes in peace, when the tavern door suddenly swings open. Framed in the doorway, you see a slim young woman in a torn white dress. None of you have seen this woman before. She's soaked to the bone, her blonde hair plastered across her face. She looks extremely distressed.
She croaks out "they came from the sea, the sea" and then crumples to the ground, just outside of the doorway.
What do you want to do?