Dang. I've been nursing a nasty cold. Part of the reason I've been playing so much the last few days. It pretty much preempted all my Thanksgiving plans and left me at home. Almost over it now.
Why does this mean anything special? Well, when I signed off the server last night I was in a rush to get to the toilet. Not feeling good. Guess I didn't get my char to a safe point. He had just died, killed by Yuanti whilst trying to rush to Crom's aid. As he told me, as I lay in the Fugue Plane, Crom was mere steps from my char when he passed from the living.
So, when I logged back in this morning (feeling much better now, thank you), Aelrahd spawned straight back into the Dark Forest. To be promptly attacked and killed several times by an Orc Shaman. Then Giant Ants. Then Harpies. That'll teach me to note where I log off. ;p
Finally got to the portal and escaped. Took a trip to the South Shore where a Cockatrice stoned my char, but to my suprise, my fellow eventually prevailed. Gawrsh, I like this server, even though it slays me...