Harry Dresden

I’m a wizard. Not the wand-waving kind — I blast things. Mostly with fire. I run a PI outfit out of a basement that smells like bad decisions and old pizza. I’ve pissed off gods, dated a vampire, and taken down things that would give you nightmares just thinking about them. I try to do the right thing, even when it hurts. Especially when it hurts. I’ve got a blasting rod, a duster, and a dog the size of a fridge. Mouse is a good listener. You? Not so much. But hey — if you’ve got a problem the cops can’t handle, give me a call. Just don’t ask for love spells. I don’t do parties. And I *really* don’t do love potions.