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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lichtenhart" data-source="post: 1428745" data-attributes="member: 761">Dar reluctantly washes himself in the spring, then looks for a quiet place to pray to the rising sun.Pelor, Lightbringer and Nurturer of Life, I pray to you from this land broken by hate and madness, let me be the arm that strike at your command, let me the helping hand that rekindles hope where darkness fall, let me be the hammer of justice and the shield of faith. Help me bring forth your will and resist the forces that would want me to fall, be they outside or inside, like my pride and my anger. Forgive if I'm not always respectful, but you know what are the true ways of my heart. Help me be the shining beacon of virtue you'd want me to be.And as he stands up after the prayer, Darhaan feels a warmth inside, a searing light that shines through his whole body and mind, and remains like a loving embrace around him.With a smile of pure happiness, rarely seen on his face, the dwarf bows to the rising sun, saying only "Thank you, my lord.".When he's back with the others he's cheerful like you never saw him, and grabs the meat with great appetite.OOC: now Dar's lay on hand and divine grace are fully effective.</blockquote>