We decided to leave the Lich be for the moment and searched the rest of the Monastery. We released several prisoners including one Dwarven dignitary by the name of Bruldenthar and a fighting man named Rufferto and surprisingly he decided to join us. We left to bring Bruldenthar and some merchants back to safety and decided that the four of us Sir Warmhands, Snowsitter, the new guy Rufferto, and myself would go to assail and reclaim the rightful property of Sir Warmhands and his clan. We traveled to the Scarlet Moon Hall and had a quite time of it until we neared the outskirts. It was there that we were given a very warm reception by three fiery Hellhounds. After a short but hard fight we dispatched them and decided to rest a bit. It would not be the first time on this trip that I missed the company of the holy Priest Rolfo. That night we entered a valley filled with the bonfires of many druids and their followers better known as the Fire cult. Deep at the heart looming above everything was an impressive mound with what appeared to be a primitive fortress in the process of repair.We started through the encampments and were stopped at the first one. I announced that we were there to claim the land in the name of Sir Warmhands and clan and that all present were to vacate. We were told to go see the Druid in charge Elizar Dryflagon and so we continued. We kept marching through the entire place until we reached the fortress. I can only say that what they had there was a failure to communicate amongst each other as they should have been fighting us for every inch we went but hey that is their problem. Upon reaching the courtyard of said fortress we were finally halted halfway across this massive place near scaffolding being used to make repairs as well as acting as the entrance into the place. There were at least four crossbowmen on top of the scaffolding another near a pen of two more hellhounds, two priests and a very huge Burning man. Although knowing we fought the fire cult it could only really be a fire Elemental. I tried to explain to them that Sir Warmhands was the rightful owner but can you believe it they attacked me. Well anticipating that our imperious leader would want it no other way I placed a Storm Sphere around the two priests and nearly killed one with a giant lighting bolt. They did not like that at all because when it was their turn they hit me and Sir Warmhands with a fireball which he apparently shook off, and then the other hit me with my own magic as I avoided most of the Scorching rays that were fired at me however I could not sidestep two of them as they struck me with enough force to knock me unconscious. While I was out of action the rest of the party managed to kill both druids one of the hellhounds, and two of the five guards. Rufferto turned out to be pretty good with his swords as he was a killing machine.
Snowsitter finally reached me and fed me a potion from my pack. I stood up in time to find that the Fire Elemental was moving and I decided to use something I had been carrying for a while. I cast Waterwall around the huge Elemental. It was 20 ft high, 20 ft in diameter and 1ft thick. It stopped moving but it did not matter because with a joyous laugh Snowsitter turned the water into ice then a 10 ft deep puddle which instantly vaped the Fire Elemental. We finished off the other hound and guards and decided to rest. We all feel elated as not only did we overcome great odds but we vanquished evil at the same time. Now where the hell is Rolfo… Oh did I fail to mention that we also came one step closer to expanding the Vai-Mei Laga nation.