The dwarf was still distracted by visions of the mammoth diamond they'd passed days ago. If he could get a dozen dwarves from home and some mining gear up here... All it would take was one little crack, packed with explosives. The fact that the thing looked like a giant head fazed him somewhat, though. Especially since in his dreams since then the blasted thing had winked at him. Those were nights when the still concealed in the back of his portable alchemy lab came in handy.<br/><br/>Red's shout brought him back to the present. Grumbling, Rothgar scrambled across the deck to grab the length of line. There were three or four obvious points near him that looked like they could handle a rope being tied to them. He picked all of them, weaving a dense knot of bindings that would either take half an hour or a sharp blade to undo. Didn't hurt to be too careful.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Lookit! Dice!<br/>Roll Result: Rothgar rolled: 1d20, adding 3 to the total Comment: +3 CMB (unless there's a better skill) Result: 9, Total: 12</span><br/><br/>He stood back and admired his work. Never use five feet of rope when fifteen would do. Now he figured it was up to Larsen to get them docked without having to sign over half their belongings.