As you chant an incantation in front of the sigil etched into the floor, you notice the ground beginning to slightly shake, and feeling hopeful..you tap more into your elemental power.

The sigil begins to glow a dark crimson red, this could be the chance to prove you were a powerful sorcerer!

…

Nothing.

You sigh, giving up your efforts of trying to summon a familiar for yourself. Then as your turned to walk away, you heard the ground rumble, and emerged an imp.

“My, you must be powerful, it takes strong magic to summon me.” He flashes a toothy grin, the way you were absolutely floored at his arrival amused him deeply.

Krur looked around , noticing your family crest. Which made his grin widen. Though he was still curious as to why you summoned him.