Manufacted during the heyday of the Old World, these rods contain the elemental power of flame.
An emerald, the size of three fists, and burning with an inner light. A most worthy prize for any adventuring party.
Within a kingdom the prince or princess has died or been killed and the Queen has been driven half-insane with grief.What if one of the PC's was mistaken for the dead prince or princess and not allowed to leave? There would be advantages in accepting the role, but would it be worth it?