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Message: <blockquote data-quote="nimisgod" data-source="post: 2992432" data-attributes="member: 10283">Wilhelm does not spare an instant to use some of his Goddess' blessings upon Lesair. With but two incantations, he diminishes the worst of her wounds to mere bruises.He takes his leave with a bow and goes to his room to rest soon after.***Rest comes quickly to him and the dawn, quicker still. He greets the sun's coming with an hourglass' worth of meditation. Sitting cross-legged on the floor, he looks deep into the flame of his lantern. Ayratha's strength is in the flame, just as her flame tempers strength. After each instance of prayer, Wil always feels renewed, spiritually revived no matter his physical condition. Thus, despite the events of the night before, he descends to the breakfast table with a calm soul. Like Jaan, he is attired for war though he is not armed. He dines silently, his mind only on the march to come and the hardships upon it.</blockquote>