This is not like communing with a daedra. Not at all like snaring a soul into a crystalline prison, or binding a free spirit to aid him. This is much... emptier, and all the more unnerving for it.

It's a blessed relief when a voice replies at all. Even if the words that sink in are... much less reassuring. Harrowheart agreed to this, doesn't he remember? Doesn't he understand...?

In conjuration though, you have to take matters as they come. I'm Felix Caelus. I came here with a purpose. I'm here to help you.