I'll move things forward to keep this game rolling.
Lorec and Egan together move the small box carefully aboard Qillathe. The others that were in the cargo start moving the cargo from hold to another. After a while, all has been moved over and the ship that was taken over is in tow.
The ship resumes it course towards the northern ports of Sword Coast, Gastrono firmly holding the helm.
Night comes. Those who are awake can see that captain Talindra is neglecting her own need for sleep in favor of taking care of the wounded. She stays at each ones side for a while, speaking soothing words and even singing a lullaby every now and then. A healthy glow returns to the cheeks of those from whose side she leaves, her determination giving hope to those that almost lost their lives and who all lost dear friends.
Finally, the sun starts climbing over the horizon. Krubto relieves Gastrono from the helm, and the younger man heads straight for sleep, arms aching after the long night.
Talindra is standing on the deck, enjoying the salty sea air. Her face looks weary yet determined. She didn't lose more crew members during the night.