Stealthfully, the leopard familiar inspects the camp.
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Blake sits there, liking it's claws of Goblin blood.
Blake nearly bashes into Mary as it tries to kill the Goblin.
Summoned forth by Sizma, Blake saunters forward in the brush as Sizma follows. But Sizma seems to not be used to this Stealth thing.
Blake stays with its his master.
Her familiar quickly rushes out, attempting to tear a goblin to shreds.
"Sick 'em Blake!" Sizma shouts as she directs her magic at the whip goblin. The black leopard rushes forward and attempts to maul it to pieces.
Blake, after happily munching down on the one unconscious goblin, goes to the other one. It licks its lips as it goes in for the kill.
After Sizma casts her magic, she points out to the goblins at the table. Without a moments notice, the black leopard rushes forward and attempts to slash up one of the poor, little, chaotic goblins on the table and gobble it in its maws.
Blake the Familiar tries to listen for a musical venue....
... and seems only to listen a little better.
Blake, the black leopard familiar purrs, sauntering up to the woman. The large cat happily eats the meat that Sizma pulls from the stick, "You can stay out for now, but stay close to me, there is rather a large crowd here today," she says to the familiar, motioning it to follow her.
And here is Sizma's familiar, Blake. |