"Vestale. Fenris do you wish to take Cumarinda's hand, her heart and soul as one? From life to death, sickeness and pain, hardships and suffering from this day to your last breath? To have and to hold, love and to cherish forevermore? Melese and melin, love, dear and beloved. 'Ni méla tye? Taking this ring you pledge to one another." She goes to wrap her hand holding the clerics hans in a white cloth while placing it upon Fenris.
The barbarian looks down at his hand and looks up at the cleric
"Aegisess with you always. To be her Dalsein, always. Everantha." His voice is calm and he ponders what he states, knowing what the words are and not sure if she understands.
The priestess puts the rings on Fenris hand and he places it upon the clerics. His hand twitches nervously.
"By the power invested within me and upon the power of Pelor and of Bahumat, you are now together, wedded. Lars has witness this as well as everyone within this garden. Now you may kiss the bride, Fenris." She smiles pulls her hands away from them and the white cloth seem to merge to the barbarian and clerics hands. She waits.
Fenris looks at everyone, not sure of what to do-its a private thing. But he puts his gruff hand to her chin and leans in for the kiss.
Everyone claps their hands several times and the druid sits down, and starts to play with the dworf and the band in unison.
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