Migris

Now I shall rip out your organs and grind them into powder for my poisons!

Type: Native Outsider (List)

Race: Tiefling (List)

Monster Manual classification: Tiefling

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Color Type: Orange - Named Enemy

Rare: No

CR:  ♦6Normal ♥8Hard ♠11Elite ●♦22Epic Normal

Attack: Known Spells: Inflict Moderate Wounds, Searing Light, Nimbus of Light, Poison (spell).

Special Qualities: Resistant to electricity and fire.

Habitat: Partycrashers — Disguised as a servant

Description: Taking care of her before the final fight will foil Lokael's poison plan. Red-named on epic

When you enter the ballroom, she is disguised as a Phiarlan Retainer, serving drinks. When you detect her true nature, you can talk to her:

• Phiarlan Retainer: May I help you? A drink perhaps?
  • You: (Bluff) The Viceroy is meeting with his biggest supporters in the Library. They've asked for drinks.
    • Phiarlan Retainer: (Failure) ?????????????????
    • Phiarlan Retainer: (Success) The Viceroy is in the Library, you say?
      • Phiarlan Retainer: Yes, I must make sure he has all the drink he needs....
  • You: (Intimidate) You're a pathetic excuse for a Tiefling. I bet you're here serving drinks because you can't handle a real fight.
    • Phiarlan Retainer: (Failure) ??????????????
    • Phiarlan Retainer: (Success) What?!? I've never... argh!
      • Phiarlan Retainer: If I wasn't ordered to lay low, I'd stab my wand through your heart!
      • You: You think you've got what it takes to face a true <class>? Then meet me in the Library.
      • Phiarlan Retainer: To the Library then... where I shall hang your corpse by your own entrails!
  • You: (Spot) You may have fooled the guards, but you can't fool me. I saw you poison those drinks!
    • Phiarlan Retainer: Is that so? Well, what are you going to do about it, <race>?
    • Phiarlan Retainer: Are you going to fight me right here, and alarm all the guests? Are you going to see if the guard will take your word over one of their own?
    • Phiarlan Retainer: I didn't think so, you hornless sack of slime.
  • You: (True Seeing) You may have fooled the guards, but you can't fool me. I know you're a Tiefling.
    • Phiarlan Retainer: Is that so? Well, what are you going to do about it, <race>?
    • Phiarlan Retainer: Are you going to fight me right here, and alarm all the guests? Are you going to see if the guard will take your word over one of their own?
    • Phiarlan Retainer: I didn't think so, you hornless sack of slime.