"Ach, ye won't be complainin' when I save yer bacon out there with the right potion," he grumbled. Rothgar looked his shipmate over from top to toe, then about halfway back up.<br/><br/>"I don't mean ta worry ya, but I think when ye weren't looking somebody stole yer pants."<br/><br/>He then turned to regard the longboats filling the large room. Some seemed in good repair, some barely held together. The mission seemed important enough to the Admiral that he figured they'd get a decent one, but he was ready to argue if whoever was handing them out tried to pawn off one of the crappy ones.<br/><br/>"So Red, now that we're not in front of the Admiral -- you do know how ta sail one of these buggers, dontcha?"<br/>