[ There was no real livelihood to be lost when there was no money to be made. But those grapes had been cultivated to perfection by those people, and it was rather sad to see that taken away.

Azem nods, grinning broadly. ]

Aye, that is the rub, is it not? However, I have a friend with access to various concepts, that is creations of our own design for various reasons. This particular one was a strong fire spirit, Ifrita.

So the plan was this, bring the concept into being and use her to adsorb the aether of the volcano. Once done I then dragged her away and fought her into submission. Thus, the volcano didn't erupt and the grapes were saved.

[ They look quite proud of themself for coming up with that plan so quickly. They're thankful Hythlodaeus was able to help them out, otherwise they would have had to just let the thing erupt. ]