Human Warblade sees a Black Pudding. He panics and fires a crossbow at it. Now two Black Puddings attack him, hitting both times and grappling him. He's at 0 hitpoints. Only the quick thinking of his companions and a well thrown grappling hook is able to save him from total and final death with little hope of being raised. This only enforces the Warblade's catchphrase, "Oozes. Why does it always have to be oozes?"
Edit: Not five minutes ago, the Warblade had a second near death experience with the same Black Pudding (Whom the party had run from last session). This time the Pudding was slain, but the Warblade is getting tired of losing his clothing.
