I do not even know where to begin, but I feel the need to write this down before I lose my mind completely. My world has been thrown into chaos yet again. The closest I’ve ever felt to divine intervention was the loss of St Cuthbert’s favor after some actions of mine which I cannot say I am proud of. But the incidents of today cannot be explained any other way.
How to put it. I felt a hand grab me from behind, and before I could react, I was pulled into nothingness. The next thing I know, I was kicked from… nowhere, into a dungeon room with my party mates already fighting some goblins. As I later found out from my party members, who were witnesses to the whole thing, a portal appeared behind me and dragged me in before it closed, after which storm clouds formed above and coalesced into a fist showing the middle finger…
Several hours later, after my party have decided to move on to the goblin lair to attack the problem at its source, a similar portal opened from which I was kicked out of unceremoniously onto the ground. With a piece of wood stuck in my ear no less. The party wizards later identified (without the usage of spells) the piece of wood they pulled out of my ear as a wand of cure light wounds. I remember nothing of the time in between being grabbed and being kicked.
Since when have the deities or whatever powers that be taken such a direct interest in human affairs? What is the meaning of the insult - the middle finger, being kicked back into existence, and being stuck in the ear? If I had transgressed some divine law, why was I not called to answer for them? Instead, I remember nothing of the whole ordeal. What is the meaning of the wand - why the gift after the insults? Am I some plaything? Some insignificant creature to be toyed with without an explanation?
I attempted two healing spells on my injured party mates, and it seemed to work - Pelor have not forsaken me, and I do not think I have done anything to give him reason to. I could even use the wand. Why did He not intervene if another deity was toying with his follower? Have I not suffered enough in this mortal coil? Have I not made effort to come out a good man despite it all!?
What is disconcerting is that my party mates appear completely oblivious to the significance of what just happened. If the powers that be can alter reality in any way they please, what rules then do we have left to play by? What prevents the same, or worse, to happen to any of us?
What is happening to this world?
