It seemed they were getting out of the swampy part of the jungle, and things were looking up. Vot was hopefu;, for a little while, that the worst was behind them.
Naturally, his hopes were crushed in the following hours. This would not get easier for having cleared the swamp.
The duel with the cat man had been fun actually, but the encounter with the BOAR man disabused him of the notion that somehow creatures outside of the swamp would be less dangerous. That thing was madness on two legs. If it hadn't been for the protective magics left over from his duel earlier, that thing might have gored him good. It took all of them what felt like several minutes to bleed it to death.
"Hey, that magic stone flesh strengthening stuff is my new favorite thing."
Later, in the defeated boar's cave, they took refuge and Vot was finally able to break out his cookware again after so long on the boat. So it was time for Vot's Spicy Turtle Soup. He still had all his spices with him, so meal quality wouldn't be taking a hit on account of the crash. Some bay leaf, salt and pepper of course, a few vegetables from the salvage they got. some lemon and his secret spicy mix... yeahhh, Vot was gonna delight this group of killers and improve the mood a little bit.