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Name of PC: Devar
Race/Class/Level: Half-Orc/Rogue/Level 4
Adventure: Burnt Offerings
After finding the key the party opened the door to Malfeshnekor's prison. The rogue went in first all sneaky like and but was unable to see the invisible Malfeshnekor lying in wait until the vile beast takes chunk out of him with a vicious bite in the surprise round. I call for initiative rolls and everyone groans as a Nat 20 hits the table for Malefeshnekor (I make all NPC rolls openly) causing him to go before even Giser the wizard who is faster than mercury on a hot griddle and definitely before the rogue that now wants nothing more than to just be out of that room. A full claw/claw/bite takes Devar down deep into negative HP but due to Half-Orc ferocity he can still act for another round. He debates on whether to withdraw, collapse outside and hope his friends can raise him, or take an AoO to pull and drink a potion of cure moderate wounds. He finally decides the cure moderate wounds would just delay the inevitable and to go out swinging. He scores a crit with his falchion for max damage just before dropping to the ground in a pool of his own blood and guts. The rest of the party is making ranged and reach attacks from outside the room trying to draw Malfeshnekor away from their injured comrade not realizing the horrible beast can't leave the room. Not being able to get to any of his other assailant he begins to defile the body and taunt them trying to get them to come to the rescue. When that doesn't work he takes a full round action to devour the poor rogue's corpse in front of them an act which causes the recovering alchoholic oracle of Saerenrae to turn back to the bottle.