*Swift lashes the tiller and strolls over to Reed. He hauls the ragged looking otter up and dusts him off, muttering,* Tut tut, Reed... Leapin' aboard an' smashin' about... Not good for ye sir, not atall... *After grinning stupidly at Reed, he strolls over to Ruddingy and hauls him up.* Right mate, you an' me done this afore, we'll do it again. Let's haul the anchor up. *He grips the rope in his paws and begins to tug.* -- The Hunt for Warpeye

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Rudd grabs the rope and heaves at it. After a short while of grunting and pulling the anchor slides up on deck. Right! Away we go! Everybeast who isn't at the tiller grab an oar! We won't manage any wind in here any time soon! He hops down o the benches and grabs an oar. Come on now, we'll only have to do this until we get out to sea. (NT)	Rudd	16:44:41 02/24/04 Tue