The Commodore poked his head onto the deck, keeping the rest of his body hidden inside the ship, like the protective shell of a Gnuk'tu crab.<br/>He had been eavesdropping on the prior conversations, and growing increasingly alarmed at the number of evidently insane and/or homicidal people currently on the ship.<br/>And they kept coming! With as-yet-unrecorded giant sea beasts. If he could get that monster to the Royal Zoological Academy, he'd be rich! And moderately glorified, too.<br/><br/>After a certain amount of kerfuffle, the main trio of crazed outlaws had stomped off into the Captain's (whoever that even was at the time) cabin.<br/>So there was only a smattering of other, minor, crewmembers to behold the Commodore as he emerged from the darkness. He immediately headed towards the least gormless-looking pirate.<br/>"You there! Listen at the door and tell what transpired. What happened."<br/>"But-"<br/>"SILENCE! I'm a navigator and a very smart and I have a lovely coat. JUST DO IT"<br/>"But-"<br/>The Commodore smacked him upside the head with his surprisingly weighty cane.<br/>"Okay! All right!"<br/>"Lovely."<br/>He turned to the other crew. Most of them were fumbling with the side of the ship, presumably in quest of rum.<br/>It was a good quest.<br/>Others just stood there withâ€¦ things. The Commodore recognised mops and other seafarer devices that were below his station. He shouted at them for a bit then headed back down into the ship.<br/><br/>There was still a hole in the side of the ship. A gigantic eye peered in through it and he hurriedly shuffled back.<br/>What was the world coming to? All he needed was a ghost pirate ship and his day would be complete. What a cruel world to upset a poor old man so.<br/>The Commodore who wasn't a pirate (no, really) pulled out his moustache kit and began attending to his pride while his pressganged spy presumably didâ€¦ spying things.