You take stock of your situation.
The entire community chest survived the fire intact, since it was stored in the basement of the house in a stone-enclosed room.
The following individuals lost the following items:
Robert: 1 heavy crossbow bolt, 5 arrows, 1 communicator.Cannon Fodder: scroll: Leomund's trap, potion of fire resistance.
Emm: longbow, 11 arrows.
Occa / Gar: rope of entanglement, scroll: protection from traps
Orlon: potion: fire resistance, staff of the serpent, scroll: protection from magic, scroll: locate object X 2, scroll: speak with monsters, part water, heal
Gilstrock: 2 arrows, potion: clairaudience, rope of entanglement
Emm walks over to Gar. "Can you ADD to Bubba's power, making him as magic and intelligent in Hell as on his most powerful plane. And no turning him evil, either."
"I am afraid it is very difficult and would take a lot of time."
"Other than these 11 arrows, I have no magic weapon for Hell. Poor ol' Bubba here doesn;t work on that plane. Sorry Buddy. But perhaps there is something in the community chest that will work on that plane! Also, I need some new leathers."
Emm begins to pick through the community chest for a weapon and armor and whatever else might come in handy.
Emm takes leather armor that protects as well as chain, a shield (protects like leather) and a short sword that allows quick attacks and increases chance of striking, and two potions of pure, sweet water.
"No offense Bubba," he says when taking the sword.
"Yeah, right!" says the lame duck sword.
"Praise Thor!" Al says as he sees that all his equipment survived without major damage. A little tarnished, but nothing a good cleaning wouldn't help.
"Welcome Salaam, good to have you back," Al says with a smirk, "seem to have lost some of your clothing."
Drinor alternatively boggles and gapes at the contents of the community chest. "By the mighty fist of Tyr! I almost wish that my own gear had perished, the better to replace it here! Tell me, what may I borrow of these wonderful things?"
"Help yourself," says Robert.
Salaam, fully clothed by now, casts Detect Magic on the field plate armors. Whichever one radiates the strongest he will take as well as the same with the shields. He will then arm himself with the mace.
"Wow...Jesse," Salaam says to her after he suits up and stretches for a moment, "Can you tell me what has happened since I have been gone? All I remember is our battle and as I was calling down the power of Thoth upon the demon spawn, he took me to a dark place. Then I opened my eyes and saw the Occa look alike. Is that one of his clones or someone new?"
"It's a long story," says Robert. He then proceeds to tell it.
Drinor selects another of the field plate armours and the other shield, as well as the flame tongue sword. He detects evil on the items he has selected, and provided nothing radiates evil, he equips himself with them.
Gilstrock looks around. "Is Orlon about? Last time we were in Hell, those wraiths or whatever the heck they were drained some life energy out of me... I was kinda hoping he could help me out."
Orlon, casts restoration on him at some point during the time off, bringing Gilstrock to the beginning of 13th level.
"Thank you, Orlon!" Gilstrock exclaims.
"With pleasure," Orlon answers.
"Do you have another one for me, Orlon?"
Orlon, coming out of his daydreaming and looking a little older, frowns. "I'm sorry Darian, I can only pray for one restoration spell at a time. When I have time, you will be first in line."