A small imp slunk from one alleyway to another peering around each street. It was dressed in what appeared to be child sized clothing with a small sack tied to it's belt line. It chirped and hissed as a few people paused briefly to catch a glimpse of the creature, but only for a moment as it poofed into black shimmering smoke to reappear a distance down the street out of sight. Reaching into it's sack an produced a glowing red and purple stone that looked glassy in nature. The imp began speaking in a language that sounded like a mix of growls and whimpers, the stone made a harsh but low toned hum in response. The imp scrunched his face in a look of disappointment as he walked to the door of an Inn and transported himself inside. 

The inn was warm in atmosphere and had already a fair amount of people there, many of which scarcely noticed the imp arrive. The imp found an open area near the bar where a few people had now began to look at him with a mix of drunken disbelief and genuine interest. The imp placed the stone from before on the floor, cut his palm to drop some blood on the stone, and took a few steps back. The entire time he was preparing this the stone was continuing to utter harsh humming sounds. This unsettled a few of the patrons who has began to step back as the stone began to rattle on the floor for a short time before it poofed into a large cloud of that black smoke from before. The smoke was gone almost as quickly as it came and in it's place Travis stood with an angry expression on his face, a bloody dagger in one hand and an amulet in the other.
[b][color=red]"Chester!"[/color][/b] Travis exclaimed hands still raised as if he was in the middle of preforming a ritual. [b][color=red]"Do you know how long it took me to get that Owlbear to roll on it's back for me?"[/color][/b] He stared intensely at the imp who began speaking in whimpers. 
[b][color=red]"I told you, not tonight; but now I am here so..."[/color][/b] Travis sat at a stool at the bar without dropping a beat as if this was a regular occurrence for him, and handed the amulet and knife to the imp who grabbed them then promptly disappeared.
[b][color=red]"Sure, just leave I guess? Port please!"[/color][/b] He said as he waved to the bar tender.