He hoped all of his efforts and all of the abraded throat pain would prove worthwhile. It was just possible it might convince these Vamps he meant to be the architect of change on their behalf. It might be the first step to righting half a century of wrongs.
Inclining his head in a brief nod, Teague spoke the words he had so often rehearsed, "Teague, Josiah am I. Territorial Agent yours am I. Speak for you to the Humans will I. Labor for your fair treatment and betterment will I. Pledge my blood and honor on your behalf do I. Thus speak I, Teague Josiah, Agent Territorial."
This snippet was selected for the weekly Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday Snippet and is from a work in progress, Josiah Teague: Territorial Agent (a paranormal Western) Previous snippets in this series may be viewed here.