Above the Hold                                         NW     N     NE 
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     S     SE

Below is the hold, above is the towering mast.  The muffled sounds of
merriment and clinking bottles emanate from somewhere nearby.  Despite the
dank, unwelcoming smell of the hull, curiousity begs you to pull the grate
up and slip down into the darkness.  Simultaneously the view from the crow's
nest piques your interest.  
A snail very slowly creeps along here.
A member of the crew of the Wench staggers around here.