"For the love of Puck!" Rufus retorted ...
"Expletives are not, I repeat not, meant for ordinary incantations!"
"What are you going on about?" asked Rybold, a junior assistant dwarf to the Grand Master Rufus Kybosh - who was best known for his grand triple interference in the year 1211 when he managed to create strife across two continents for three consecutive days, when everything and anything kept going horribly wrong.
He was also known for his very bad temper when crossed. Rybold was yet to learn of his wrath, but every assistant before him had ended up in knots.
"Swearing, my boy, releases the power of the spell and draws the life from it prematurely. One must never invoke with a passionate tone, else the drama will repeat directly on oneself."
Rybold had no understanding of what was meant by this, but thought it best to nod accordingly.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
"What are you going on about?" asked Rybold, a junior assistant dwarf to the Grand Master Rufus Kybosh - who was best known for his grand triple interference in the year 1211 when he managed to create strife across two continents for three consecutive days, when everything and anything kept going horribly wrong.
He was also known for his very bad temper when crossed. Rybold was yet to learn of his wrath, but every assistant before him had ended up in knots.
"Swearing, my boy, releases the power of the spell and draws the life from it prematurely. One must never invoke with a passionate tone, else the drama will repeat directly on oneself."
Rybold had no understanding of what was meant by this, but thought it best to nod accordingly.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
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