Between Prcival's pike and Jaina's fists the pair manage to drop the remaining wasp to the ground where it buzzes feebly before dying. With the immediate area clear of insects the party returns to the safety of the store, with the female worker in tow.
Several minutes pass before the swarm disperses back into the jungle carrying a few hapless victims off with them. Emerging from their various shelters the remaining villagers begin assessing the damage left in the swarm's wake. Some mourn the loss of friends and loved ones even though they suffered a far less cruel fate then those carried off into the jungle. Although devastating, the loss of life is far lighter than it could have been.
While the townsfolk begin restoring order one worker points to the river's estuary with a shouted "Son of a B@@#@! They found us.". Following the man's outstretched arm you can see a Chelish galleon moored in the harbor. Several workers scramble for cover once again while others grab what weapons they can and head down to the dock.
Once there you notice a group of eight sailors loosely arranged in a semi-circle around another man standing in the center of the perimeter.
You know it is highly unlikely that the Chelish navy knows the location of Rickety's and even if they did they wouldn't send just one ship to take care of this wretched hive of scum and villainy.
The sailors on the dock are definitely not dressed in Chelish marine uniforms, instead they are wearing an assorted motley of clothes except for the man standing in the middle who appears to be wearing a greatcoat of the Andoran Eagle Knights.
Although the sailor's are standing with weapons drawn they appear to be holding their position in a defensive cordon around their officer and don't appear to be ready to attack.