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Gragnel runs his iron comb through his hair.


Gragnel puts his comb in his leather longcoat.


Gragnel clears his throat.


Gragnel recites:

    "Our Lord, Damaris,

     I, your humble servant, Gragnel,

     Come before you to once more exalt you and praise you with an offering of devotion."


Gragnel recites:

    "I, much like those who have also gathered here, find that we are bound to this current fate.

     Many of us are unsure of what steps to take in these uncertain times."


Gragnel confidentially says, "Though, our trust and faith are always well placed in you."


Gragnel nods emphatically.


Gragnel recites:

    "Our Lord, Damaris,

     We once again bend a knee to your remarkable glory and unending majesty."


Gragnel kneels down.


Gragnel recites:

    "It is I, your humble servant, Gragnel,

     I, who have always found comfort in you."


Gragnel recites:

    "Oh, Lord of the night and patron of dreamers,

     I ask you to accept this blade given in your name and marked with your likeness today."


Gragnel loudly says, "We ask that you also accept all the offerings you find lain at your feet this day. Allow them to empower and strengthen the shadows you cast so well."


Gragnel recites:

    "Our Lord, Damaris, may you find it in your infinite grace to receive our tribute and look upon we who have gathered here with favor."


Gragnel lightly touches his panther pin as he says a quick prayer.


Gragnel gazes upward.


Gragnel stands up.


Gragnel dusts himself off.