Player, when I summoned the Fire Spirits, they...spoke to me. I know, flames cannot speak, but I heard their voices in my head. The story they told was a sad one.

Long ago, many Fire Spirits were fused into a single form called Flarestorm, in order to fight the Balaur. A veritable conflagration conglomeration! While Flarestorm fought valiantly, the fused spirit was ultimately captured and...I hesitate to speak the words....

Flarestorm was confined to an incinerator in the Beshmundir Temple, and is being used to burn garbage!

Player: "How terrible!"

Flarestorm once burned red with rage, but its long period of confinement has corrupted it, and turned it blue with despair.

I simply cannot let this ancient spirit be tormented like that! It is time to set aside thoughts of historical immortality--we must simply do what is right.

I can't do much myself, but with your help, perhaps we could free Flarestorm from this horrible fate. Will you help, Player?

Player: Accept.

The spirits tell me you will find Flarestorm within the Blue Flame Incinerator, at a corner of the Garden of the Dead inside the Beshmundir Temple.

I have no idea if vanquishing Flarestorm will completely return it to the flow of Aether--since it is composed of many individual spirits, it may require repetition to fully release each spirit.

The spirits I summoned gave me the key to unlock the incinerator, and assuming you will help I will pass it on to you. Please, use it to open the door and purify Flarestorm.

Player: "I shall do this."

The spirits are restless, Player. They wish to know if Flarestorm has been returned to the flow of Aether.

Player: "Yes, at least partly."

As I suspected.... It would be ideal if Flarestorm could be released from the incinerator all at once, but it seems we will have to do it one spirit at a time.

At least one noble Fire Spirit has rejoined the flow of Aether. Given time, they day will surely come when all of Flarestorm has been freed. Please persevere, Player.