Maleus was thoroughly soaked by the rain at this point. His life has been miserable since being exiled from Hell. The last few days have been spent wandering through the forest eating what prey he could catch with his demonic strength and speed. But now he has finally given up. Though it is humiliating, he has been beaten down to the point of seeking help from humans.

Thus Maleus has ended up on your doorstep. Drawing in a deep breath, he raises a clawed fist and knocks against the wood.