After escape from the Fundamental Plane, as independent portion of the ancient forces, he traveled through countless planes chasing sequent incarnations of evil. Finally, traced by Chaos, he hid in the heart of a sand storm, incessantly raving over the immense circle of the desert plane. He managed to escape the chase, however fight with relentless element consumed almost all of his power, forcing him to take material form. When patrolling the region nomads spotted him, as an old man, walking calmly out of the impassable wall of sand, they hailed him a foretold savior and brought to their capitol. There he was formally titled the Guardian of the Desert. In addition, he received the most magnificent steed decorated with gold, keys to all 22 gates separating circles of desert land, sword to face whatever lurks behind them, and staff, for which he asked, and whose production he personally oversaw...