Down with the Firelord!

From their hidden space behind the curtains, the party watched as the firelord Newta? was handed a mystica rod by two smaller efreeti. When he began a ritual that would open a portal to what they assumed would be his home plane, the elemental plane of fire, the heroes intervened and attacked him and his bodyguard of fire elementals. In the heated battle that featured magic missiles everywhere, the firelord cartoonishly chasing the thief that stole his rod, and most of the party members on fire, neither side seemed to have the upper hand. Suddenly, the rooftop collapsed and from nearby the mansion a cloaked man held up a magical lamp that sucked up all flames, azers, fire elementals...and the firelord himself. The man fled, and Alruna’s flying pursuit remained fruitless. The party escaped from the collapsing building, but not after Kromal and Dashawn freed some of the molten gold and almost got crushed in the process. At that point they realized Tara had disappeared.

The people, now freed from the fiery oppressors that would have sold them as slaves, came out to purge the last of the invading orcs from the city and reclaim what was left of the once beautiful Faykeep. The mayor, Clarice Markel, thanked the saviours by giving them a map that presumably would reveal a mysterious treasure in the Iron Hills. There was some commotion when James Woodeye, an unskilled sorcerer but decent gambler, contested their victory by presenting the lamp that he had used to trap the monster (and steal Kromal’s kill). With some roguish deception, the party managed to obtain both the treasure map ánd the lamp. Then they celebrated. Yay.