Resurrects a dead party member permanently, with a low percentage of health.
Faith. Devotion. Justice. These are the sentiments that drive the clerical order. But for a dwarf, coming from a long line of drinking, skull cracking, and general distrust of all things magical, joining such an order belies a whole new level of devotion. What impetus exists to cause such a person to throw in with the church and cut ties to any past life? A steeled determination, perhaps desperation, to stem the tide of darkness ravaging the land? Maybe he just thinks he looks good in sacred vestments. Regardless of motivation or faith, his divine powers are self-evident.