<strong>"You're the cook's mate now, report to Fishguts once we're done here,"</strong>Plugg pointed at Myra.<br/><br/>He turned his attention to the rest of the impressed recruits.<strong>"To the mainmast the rest of you! First one up top to the crow's nest is my new rigger, and the losers get to be bottom-feeding swabs! What're you useless lot standing there for? Move!"</strong><br/><br/>The net-like rigging hung from the mainmast, stretching from the deck all the way up to the crow's nest some sixty feet overhead. There was a scramble of limbs as the new crew members started struggling their way towards the top.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>(Climb check from Jing, please)</em>