Devaguea landed as quickly as he could to start helping the women get comfortable. The next day, they would stay at the camp to ensure everyone recovered, and he used the tree to ensure they had enough wood for the day and next night. Since he was the only one to avoid getting poisoned, he was the gopher for the group, refilling water from the (relatively) nearby stream, trying (and failing) to hunt some fresh meat for those that wanted some, and in general being helpful. Most of them announced they were ready to move on before nightfall the next day, but he insisted on a full day to recover; it wasn't like they had a deadline they were racing.<br/><br/>The next day, they all packed up the camp, braced themselves, covered their noses, and headed for the mire the tree had been lurking in. He hadn't found anything on the tree itself, or in it for that matter, so any loot would be were it hoarded bodies.