The crew returns to survey and repair the damage.
Three elves bearing the holy symbol of Deep Sashelas help Alcar to tend to the wounded and provide healing potions. Other crew members gather up and sort the bodies and the loot (more on the loot later)
The sailors don't have anything handy that cures poison, but everyone but Elone makes their secondary save and wakes up pretty quickly, although they are a bit drowsy and weak for several hours. Potions and spells heal your wounds and you gradually regain your strength. Calain, having very nearly died (again) is especially weak. Elone is out for several hours, but at least she's not in pain. She doesn't even seem to react in any way when Alcar and the medics pluck the many bolts out of her.
Meanwhile, the crew, having discovered that the sauhugan fled, dive under water and set to freeing the boat.
Once the ship is underway, the crew starts a cooking/heating fire in the firepit in the center of the ship and Rufus, some of his crew, and the party sit down to eat. Elone is finally beginning gradually wake up (Did you guys put her somewhere or keep her with you?).
Rufus explains his Sorc-on-a-Stick:
"This here device is what they were after, obviously. I used to perform missions on a regular basis for the Council. After a series of particularly useful and dangerous missions, Lady Laeral, who as most now now ran the more, errrr, shady, operations for the Council, gave it to me. I'm not sure if she made it -- it probably was in her power -- or whether she found it or bought it, but it certainly seems to be one of a kind. I have the gift, ya know...Lady Laeral told me herself...even taught me a few good tricks <makes a small gout of fire shoot from his hand into the air>...bah, yes, those were good times <looks sad>."