The imp looks over his shoulder and starts to wring his hands nervously.<br/><br/>"I... that is, miss.... why not bond me as your familiar, first?" The question comes tumbling past tiny lips, and the creature takes an unconscious step forward. "Think about it... you're a mage, right? Surely you know the benefits you mortal wizards get from having<em>animal</em>familiars... so imagine how much power and knowledge you could attain with<em>ME</em>at your side. Both in matters of magic... and of war..."<br/><br/>The imp's eyes glimmer in the light as he lays his offer out on the table. Take him on as a familiar, and he will aid you against his own brethren... Not unsurprising, given his nature, but it does elicit a gasp of shock from Tyg...<br/><br/>"As your servant, I would be bound to tell you what I have in the box..."