If this were Thedas, I would swear you were from Ferelden- they all but worship their dogs. Actually...I think they do.

[You didn't get the title dog lord by simply liking dogs after all.

As for his infallible good nature about everything? Well, what could he do about it really? Sit around and mope? It wasn't his style, not that he wouldn't whine a bit and he was certainly afraid for his face.

And then there were his hands which he held up looking very pitiable.]

My magic backfired. [Said in his most sincere feel-sorry-for-me voice] That doesn't happen, it's never happened. It's disconcerting.