Savage Tide : ECL 7 Cayo Topa olman human necromancer 7 : journal entry 4

     I felt as though something was watching, stalking, and studying us, for what reason I do not know. I saw a dark figure off in the distance. I sense this won't be the last I see of it.

{The next day}

     We were ambushed by flying stone demons; one had a crown, with a shiny stone body. Most of these gargoyles went after me, "Soft target" so they thought. I made myself a skeleton; I felt the power surge through my bones as I cast the spell. Ethel and I killed the one with the crown and ate his heart. The blood stained my bones a deep red. I grabbed the crown and put it on my skull. I want to remain bones. But I can't, the spell doesn't last long enough. I hate losing the power of being a skeleton. There must be a way to stay bones, must be. I need the power. I will find a way to stay bones, I will. And when I do, I will be more powerful than before. But not in an evil way, more in a strong way. The stronger I am, the more I can protect us so we can get to Farshore. I doubt all of us will live to see the day we get to Farshore. 

                      Signed: Великий и могучий Кайо Топа