Savage Tide: ECL 13 Garrik von Keizer Wizard 13; Ninth Entry

          Been some time since I had time to write down in this old thing. So much to do and so little time. At this age what time you have left is too valuable to waste, but i have naught else to do while we prepare to find the last of those damnable Pearls.

          I believe I will start off by stating that I have no idea this group survived with out me. For what is the first time being with them we actually needed a proper Cleric not a religious scholar. Not to sound too crass, he has been very valuable in the past. I shouldn't bee to troubled by it though. I doubt he prepared for the divine magic needed to defeat the monster we faced at the bottom of that crude ziggurat. Lucky I did, in a way.

          The wonders of the Arcane never cease to fill me with wonder as I had when I was a small boy. Such a small act really, manipulating the energies of the self proclaimed divine into mine own Arcane powers, albeit to a limited extent. Using this reality bending to my groups benefit could have cost me my life in the process.

          While they were fighting a aspect of Demogorgon, which was protected by Demogorgon due to the natives god statue being corrupted causing all attacks to be ineffective, I realized what I needed to do. By one of the greatest coincidences of the Cosmos, Erimar and I were talking about this very scenario the night before and had developed a plan in case it came down to it. From what I hear, once I released it from its protection, it was obliterated in quite the fortunate strike by our spellblade. What I saw was completely different. Three massive cosmic guardians appeared around me. For reasons I can only surmise they did not obliterate me instantly. Instead, as a show of power, they shunted me forward in time roughly twenty minutes. Although the Undead of our group sought to repay me for bringing him back from the dead with gold, that is empirically not a equivalent exchange. It is he I need to thank however. Were he to not insist that the group wait I have no doubt I would have died in that pit. My spell book with Erimar as to not get ruined, no spells prepared for surviving or escaping. I wonder if I would have just Disintegrated myself. I suppose that he would been pleased to hear that we are now truly even.