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"Not just yet, my dear. Your sincerity must be quantified."

In a flash, a scroll of parchment burns in reverse, materializing from the air. It floats in place as Adelaide unrolls it and lays it on the desk, showing all manner of demonic runes arranged in a circle. "We will see just how sincere you are, Mr. Inches. As the saying goes, trust, but verify.  We do not take lightly the promises made in accordance with our laws here in the realm."

She takes out a dagger and slits the palm of her hand, making a fist and squeezing her blood into an inkpot. She then begins rubbing her palms together, smearing the blood between them. She looks him in the eye.

"By this contract, you agree to abstain from any lewd, salacious, offensive, or destructive behavior or language of any kind, anywhere, for a period of ninety days. Should you violate this contract, it will be an admission of your guilt to the charges laid against you, and the law of the realm will take full effect, including capital punishment, as dealt extrajudiciously by our own members of law enforcement, high office, or anyone else legally entitled to enforce the law.  This pact is unalterable and unchangeable, and you are bound to it for the length of its duration.  Do you agree?"

The quill dips itself in the blood-filled inkpot and floats in the air. The runes glow a dull purple...