By the time the boy returned with confirmation of delivery, Lirela was in her atrium meditating in the moonlight, preparing spiritually and mentally for the ordeal that lay before her.
Dear Lady of Silver, please guide my heart and mind to do your bidding.
Grant me the comfort of your blessings as I embark on the task you have set
I pray that, wherever she may be, you will continue to watch over my
daughter Katra and someday return her home to me. There is a void in my
being that only she can fill.
Be with me and my companions as we journey to defeat Auzorm'tvorl. Guide
my hands as I weave your Light, and protect those who need your protection.
Finally, continue to shine your light on those we leave behind, as they are the
reason we fight. Watch over our family and friends, that we may celebrate
with them upon our victorious return.
These things I implore by the Light of the Moon.