The Winter Knight. Among normal folks, Harry Dresden is that weirdo who actually has flyers, business cards, and an entry in the Yellow Pages does anyone still read that? Among the supernatural, he's known as a serious pain in the ass. Among wizards affiliated with the White Council, he's suspected as a potential evil sorceror but respected for his skill and talent and for that of his mentor, Ebenezar McCoy.
He's a good guy, a decent teacher, and a devoted friend -- trouble just follows wherever he goes. Or to observe in general. Even when all the world around him is an insane mess, Harry can summon the concentration and the strength of will to do what needs doing, from completing a ritual to getting a summoned demon's name right well, right enough.
He's pretty darn cool in a crisis. The fact is that Harry isn't an amazing detective, per se. He's not bad. He's peerless when it comes to magical research. But when it comes to actually being a detective, he's But he can spot a tail, stake out a scene, and find forensic clues with reasonable skill.
He's also good at making himself unseen and unheard -- a fair trick for a man his size. Harry's been shot in the shoulder before. Kept running. Not without complaining or without pain, but he DID keep running. He can take a licking that would knock most normal mortals out long since. Harry spent two years as a guest of The Erlking, who took it upon himself to constantly test Harry and push his limits, both with magic and with hand to hand combat.
Harry's got more scars than he once did, but he's better able to bring both his body and his magic to bear in a fight. Six feet nine inches of wizard means that Harry Dresden is good at looming. He's also good at letting people know that wizards are quick to anger. Not always subtle, but definitely quick to anger, and very capable of unleashing holy hell. He's also good enough to bluff with no damn cards in his hand. With the help of Bob, an ancient spirit of the air, Harry can do amazing magical research.
