The Party's Return to Hope

We have returned to the city of Hope, and we hear what sounds like a party (or a torture session? Same thing, to my mind) There is fire, and sound, perhaps conversation?
 
Delathar went to knock on the front gate, when it swung open. All the townsfolk are lined up along the central road to the Embassy.
 
Lady Grey has cast her Detect Magic spell, and tells us that there is some serious shit going on here. Everyone is enchanted, and she also detects Dream magic.
 
When we start to approach, a music plays in our heads and all the townsfolk draw imaginary weapons and start to dance? Delathar decides to continue on. As we walk through the people, they close in tight behind us.
 
We enter the embassy and encounter Dev Para, who asks if we have "figured it out yet". What a male!
He continues on to propose to let us go back to the mainland with no interference.
Alternately, he will suck our souls out, as he is doing to everyone in the town. What the fuck is the choice here?! I mean I'm all for sucking, but really now!
 
Delathar has proposed option three; taking him back to the mainland. This went over about as well as expected.
He started combat by slashing with his sword-thing, then with the other hand emitted some foul green thing. The Dev asshole did not appreciate it.
 
The asshole threw us back 45 ft, and hurt us!
All of the wood from the building is now floating in the air. I think these things are going to come flying at us soon.
I rolled when I landed. It hurt a little, but not too much.
Lady Grey lashed out with Hellish Rebuke, which is frankly the scariest thing I have seen in my life! She crawled upside down somehow and burst into flames. This woman is definitely scary-hot! I cannot decide which is in the forefront.
 
This shithead appears to be bloodied, and threw some sort of fire back at her? He is definitely not as good a shot as she is, and seems unnerved by her laughter!
 
Delathar sprang to his feet, and WHAT THE FUCK>AA! He disappeared and in his place is an unspeakable creature! It is enormous and…
 
I fired my crossbow at the man, but am unnerved and missed.
 
Lady Grey flipped over (oh, my stars!) and scuttled upon her fingertips toward Para, then cast her scariest attack I have seen. She calls it Burning Hands, but I would have to call it Melting Faces!
 
The anal cleansing product that simply will not die has cast some form of shimmering red light upon himself, and seems to shed part of her attack!
 
The Thing That One Was Delethar lumbered up and attempted to smash He Who Would Not Die over the head, but it missed. Reared back to strike again and landed a stinging, ringing, pinging blow upon his noggin!
 
I shot my crossbow at him, and scored a hit. This moron upped his armor again so it hit but did no damage.
 
In retaliation, he blew the building again. We all took a bit of damage, and Delethar has snapped back into his human shape. I suddenly started contemplating a butterfly I saw in Swan’s Crossing…
 
My butterfly is gone, and so is buttface. The building is raining down around us. What happened?
 
We located Thronmir, and asked him about the young lass we killed in the woods. He said she is his daughter, and told us a tale o’ woe. I thought about picking his pocket, just to see if I can, but Lady Gray shook her head no when I started to make my move.
Thronmir has dubious amounts of hope for the future of his clan, may join with other clans in the future. My, but I do love his method of swearing. I wonder what else he could do with that mouth other than swear…?