Okay, this is kind of crazy, and needs backstory.
Running my sylph rogue 8 / sorc 1, and the group has been in a huge bazaar city. We have a map that a sage was deciphering so that he could magically send us there; everyone in town wanted to buy (or steal) this map and we had a sequence of adventures dealing with these people. The entire city is built on trade, and their capital crime is stealing. Of course there's a huge black market that is still effective, but no one talks about it, and Lili (my rogue) is tapped into it. You just don't want to get caught.
So the prior session, the resident bleeding heart dervish bard got shown three baby brass dragons for sale for a total of about 90K gold. (ha, yeah, right.) The dragons however let us know they wanted to escape; and i overheard the guards talking about the types of abuse they were laying down on these dragons. (A few had already died.) So of course the dervish is like, "WE MUST SAVE THEM," and I was like, "kool!" because it sounded like a fun job and because they're worth a lot of money or at least it would be cool to have some baby dragons in our group. Long story short, we managed to break into the complex and help the baby dragons escape last adventure and I think only one servant died (impressive for our group, we tend to leave a trail of destruction behind us a mile wide...and yes, hold that thought!) And we got out without otherwise people seeming to know who we were.
So we're back at the sage's house, dragons sunning on the roof, and the resident priestess shows up to give us some friendly advice about how we're the prime suspects in this dragon theft ("what? that's horrible! who would do such a thing?"), which is being investigated and will need some days to finish, and it's strongly advised that we be out of town by then so that we're out of reach of any kind of justice that might try to impose itself. We're like, "Well, we don't know anything about this crime, so we're sure justice will be done, but we will consider what you've said, thank you so much." I checked in with my black market contacts and they said, "yes, you have a price on your head; and by the way, please don't come back here any more." lol. Easy come, easy go.
So first the mage and I create a forged "confession letter" by the dead dragon trainer about how he felt he needed to free the creatures from their captivity, yada yada, and had it planted somewhere. Then we tell the sage to hurry up and send us to the location in the map. He casts the spell, we warp to this other place... and apparently the dimension door is two ways, because an army of efreet is waiting there and tells us, "Thank you for coming here and opening the portal, you can stay here and experience riches and adventure while we go through the portal and take what is ours," and they stream through the portal excitedly -- an entire army of fire genies -- and the portal shuts, stranding us (safely) in this new land.
All I can think is that if the city was pissed at us for breaking their most important law and for the theft of the dragons, they're gonna be more pissed when the efreet trash their entire city and install themselves as the new rulers.
(Again, "trail of destruction." I told you to remember that! At least they won't be coming after us. They have their hands full.)