The imp stopped looking at his lord then to Ayrie. It leaned towards her sniffing at her deeply. Then looked into her eyes again. The grin it had on its face was large, and it stepped away giggling to itself like Nadia often did. “[color=6ecff6]Interesting, very, very interesting. So long as you do not betray master you shall be protected in this city. I give you my word as Asran’s butler,[/color]” the imp said. Taking on a humanoid form. They had ebony black hair, a youthful face with thick wire glasses. Wearing a classic butlers suit complete with white gloves. He offered a very regal bow to Ayrie.