From the Journal of Hrogar

So, we killed the Aboleth. And nobody died!

I am dissapointed that I wasn't able to think of a better plan to delay the enemy than the one I came up with, but alas, at least we still survived.

Unfortunately, I was less than useful in the final moments of the battle after the Aboleth turned me into a mass of flesh and pain. It didn't help much when Ragnarr (trying to be helpful) cured my blindness and deafness, therefore allowing me to see and hear what a terrible mutation I had become. I can't say it wasn't an interesting experience, but it's certainly one I hope to never have again.