Fendric falls to his knees after the last wolf has been dispatched, and with a hand on his holy symbol, casts his eyes skyward:
"Most Holy Shining One, I thank you for your protection in this most recent time of need.
I thank you for bringing us Draven, who helps us with his vast knowledge of the outdoors, and for Aerda and his companion, Victus - two of the staunchest fighters I've ever known.
I thank you for Niccolo and Merrim, who lighten our emotional burdens and wield magic with great skill.
But mostly, I thank you that none of my dear companions has been hurt. In the name of the Sacred Light, that warms our hearts and our bodies, I offer you my humility and gratitude - as it was, so shall it ever be.
I humbly ask, therefore, that you bring the souls of the beasts recently departed to your Righteous Warmth, that they may not rise again for purposes of evil. They know not whom they attack, and their minds *cannot* have been their own.
May the Gods have mercy on them, and on us all."
Fendric rises after his prayer. He seems to glow, ever so slightly, even though the Blessing he cast has long since worn off.
[OOC: Fendric has leveled!]