Arts Courteous and Culinary
6th of July 2006 A.D.
Understanding surges though you, more than the words whispered in your mind, the patterns of the world made clear as living flame.
Looking past Harry you bow slowly palms extended to show you are not armed, then briefly you stick out your tongue apparently to show that it is not black. "Usum so help me if you are making any of this stuff up I will find a way to strangle you..."
"I would deserve no less Merciful Herald of Righteous Violence," he replies serenely as Mouse, you think his name is, abruptly stops barking, though he does not stop glowing.
So under the tutelage of a devil and the increasingly alarmed eyes of Harry Dresden you recount:"Good fortune to you scion of the Auspicious Lions, guardian of the high door and keeper of the Fifth House. Know that I mean you no evil and no evil to those whom you guard. I will not drink their breath waking or sleeping, nor crush their bones with ice. I shall not set the flaying wind upon them nor..."
Nope, not saying the part about the maggots, that's gross. "Nor shall I give ill counsel but only good. I seek enlightenment in the ways of the world and the ways of spirit and shall freely give such understanding of both as I am asked for in fair exchange. "
By the end of your proclamation the spirit dog looks really confused with all the hair on his body sort of puffing out as the spectral fire dims and he tips his head to the side. That had apparently been 'very generous terns' according to Usum.