(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/eb/46/32/eb46329b20889c781a545ca4b93d6dff.jpg)<br/><strong>Friendly Imp?<br/>Wildlands, old hillgraves<br/>Tag: Evita</strong><br/><br/>Evita's magic incinerates the hostile quasit with great prejudice, reducing it to an outline of demonic ashes on the ground in an arch of molten fury.<br/><br/>The non-hostile creature grinned at that, rudely gesturing to the remains, before turning to Evita. "Good good! You helping open up the mistress cage, yes, bigtits? Good good, come, I show you right way! Inside mistress can call bigger boys. Am sure the filthy elf didn't get to portal yet." The imp encourages, grinning at Evita, fluttering closer and, if not stopped, extending one hand to cup her chest casually.<br/>"Nice chosen one are you not. Yes yes. Drarg is your friend. Come come, show you way to Iron Throne!" It cheered, fluttering it's little wings.