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I leaped from the ladder to the deck of the Dorna and waved my hand to Antisthenes, some hundred yards away on the stern castle of the command ship of the reserves. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #242)

Nigel, wise in the ways of sea war, had held back his ships, the wind pounding behind them, that the blades of the pincers might strike simultaneously, as though wielded by a single hand and will. I let the builders' glass, attached to the strap about my shoulder, fall to my side. I crammed the last of the tarsk meat into my mouth and, chewing, climbed down the narrow rope ladder, fastened to the deck near the mast well. I leaped from the ladder to the deck of the Dorna and waved my hand to Antisthenes, some hundred yards away on the stern castle of the command ship of the reserves. He, in turn, ran a flag up the halyard running to the height of the stem turret. I climbed to my own stern castle. To cries of wonder from my men, and those of other ships nearby, the deck planking of the ten round ships was lifted and thrown aside. - (Raiders of Gor)