"The imp commanding the demons ate its way out from its woven cocoon of human hair and scrambled, claws skittering, on all fours down the south tower's spiral staircase. Nostrils flaring at the sweet scent of horse and human meat, it clacked its teeth in hungry anticipation. Shin-high, the creature wore a tiny hauberk of scaled armor, a belted sword at its hip not longer than a bear's canine and nearly as dull. Its head was bare, victim to vanity, permitting its bright stiff shock of white hair to stand fully upright. Its eyes, a lurid yellow, flared with excitement."
- Swords & Dark Magic, "Goats of Glory", Steven Erikson
HD5; hp22; AC2; atk spell or tiny sword; dmg 1d3+2; spells sleep, hypnotism, spider climb, invisibility, stinking cloud, protection from good 10' radius, dispel magic; special control demons; equipment tiny scale mail +2, tiny longsword +2