As the party perused their loot within the dragon’s lair, a noise from the cave entrance drew their attention. They turned to find an envoy of ice devils blocking their exit, weapons ready for a fight.
The sorceress hurled a blast globe in the direction of the devils, and the party spread out. The dwarf, Fraud, summoned a gargantuan fiendish spider, which immediately attacked the ice devil leader. The battle now joined, they quickly dispatched the devils, only to pause as the earth quaked.
A abnormally large umber hulk surfaced behind them, and Delwa charged the beast, laying the full force of his blades into its hide.
The beast, infuriated by the attack, laid Delwa low, leaving his corpse bleeding on the ground. Shawna, enraged, attacks the beast.
Meanwhile, Smiling Jack managed to haul a small keg or two from his bag of holding. Suddenly, he appeared beneath the creature, a lit fuse dangling from each barrel.
Fraud, alarmed by the kender’s use of gunpowder in a cavern, races to the stricken shade, heals him, and the shade teleports both the dwarf and Shawna a safe distance away.
The kegs explode beneath the hulk, just as Smiling Jack shadow steps to safety, laughing maniacally.
The party elects to bed down for the night. As they prepare for their repose, Fraud pulls a small blade from his bag of holding, and mutters the words to a wish. Nothing seems to happen, and the next morning they head back to town.
But not before the kender leaves a note, detailing their exact destination, just for fun.
They arrive at the tavern they frequent, and are merrily enjoying their good fortune. Smiling Jack, however, is conspicuously absent.
Suddenly, the streets outside the tavern erupt into screams of terror. A draconian roar is heard overhead, and a bolt of lightning tears through the tavern roof and incinerates a serving wench in a sizzling crackle of energy.
The party is suddenly joined by Jack, and they collectively peer outside to see a gargantuan blue dragon circling the skies over the tavern.
Jack laughs, and fearlessly begins to taunt the beast from the tavern steps. The dragon growls, but does not descend.
The dwarf casts a spell, calming the fearful tavern patrons and the party.
Jack continues to taunt. Shawna raises her crossbow and shoots a fireball toward the circling beast. The fireball errupts harmlessly beside the air born dragon, and the dragon breathes lightning down at the half-drow. She nimbly tumbles away, barely managing to miss the wrath of the dragon’s breath.
Then Jack vanishes, reappearing on the dragon’s back, laughing. The dragon roars, and spirals through the air in attempt to dislodge the diminutive pest. Jack holds on, and climbs towards the dragon’s head.
The dwarf steps to the tavern steps, and releases a furious burst of magical Spellfire at the dragon. The dragon roars in pain, its side seared by the magical flames.
It sweeps its tail over its back, swatting at the kender and dealing him a mighty blow. The fearless rogue crawls along the dragon’s neck, and then drops into the dragon’s open maw.
The dragon attempts to swallow the maniacal man, but Jack lodges a blade in the dragon’s soft mouth. Holding onto the blade with one hand, Jack reaches into his bag of holding, and pulls out a small cask. He tumbles it down the dragon’s throat, then draws another from his magical bag. After tossing several down the dragon’s gullet, the final cask is magically lit, and tossed down. Jack teleports to safety as the dragon explodes in a spectacular rain of parts over the tavern.