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<t>Veraka and Neriah had no qualms stepping through the portal with Adain, and the others, Veraka casting both [i:185nh05a]Blessing of Bahamut[/i:185nh05a] and [i:185nh05a]Armor of Bahamut[/i:185nh05a] upon himself, whilst Neriah put up a [i:185nh05a]Spell Resistance[/i:185nh05a] ward over herself. ...

<t>The looks that he got from everyone at that explanation, Iljrene's including, he knew he'd have to give another explanation just to calm some nerves. The aasimar let out a sigh and shook his head.<br/> <br/> Veraka then turned towards his commander and had to smile a tad at part of Iljrene's repr...

<t>Veraka found himself nodding in solemn agreement with Iljrene, despite his near loss of control. However, two things had eluded him; one was his charge over Cinder and Adian's children. His mother and him had given a very personal gift to the two as-of-yet unborn infants, and that fact was what f...

<t>Veraka was really starting to get angry with this son of a bitch, and death seemed like a more adequate solution to this living problem, in his eyes. The Berserker growled deep within, hungry for a vengeance that it had not tasted for a long time now. The paladin's aura shifted slightly as his in...

<t>[quote:3ofe4cqy]" I know were she is " Suru said entering the warehouse[/quote:3ofe4cqy]<br/> <br/> "What?!" exclaimed the huge aasimar, his surprised expression hidden beneath his helmet. To this he set the man down, surprisingly gently for a man whose inner rage was near uncontrollable at that ...

<t>Veraka was just about to let his rage do the rest of the work on the idiot in his grip, when he got an idea about the portal. <br/> <br/> "Portals are just magical doorways, and doors can open from both sides. I'm willing to bet that one of you idiots has a way to communicate with this mage. Afte...

<t>The aasimar, growling with his pent up frustration, moved through the half-circle of Protectors, released one hand from his greatsword, and grabbed one of the conscious armored men by the scruff of his mail and hoisted him up against the wall. Veraka's eyes were blazing silver, and his armor was ...

<t>Veraka practically lit up when Iljrene gave him the task of spearheading the assualt; "by your command." He grabbed his helmet and sheathed himself in it, becoming once again, a huge colossus of platinum dragon-scaled armor. <br/> With that said, the huge juggernaut of a paladin headed off, trail...

<t>Onix, fuming at the fact that he had been outwitted by a new-combatant, looked to Lothir, anger in his eyes, and nodded his head, knowing that drawing weapons at this point would be futile. <br/> It was when that invisible barrier around him disappeared that Onix let out a slight sigh, but at the...

<t>The paladin found himself wondering more and more about that damdable bird than before. <br/> "I swear, that thing is watching us," Veraka said beneath his breath, following the group led by Pel.<br/> <br/> It was tough for the hulking aasimar to keep a low profile to begin with, let alone trying...

<t>Veraka grasped the hands of the those next to him, and let himself be absorbed by song that rose in power around him. Then he was in Waterdeep. The aasimar had to look up at the buildings, truly impressed everytime he set foot inside the city; this time was no different, just a bit more anxiety i...

<t>Veraka nodded and followed Qilue, tagging along right on her heel. Lady Veladorn was fast, Veraka gave her that, but what he lacked in finesse that she had, he made up for in size and strength, his huge tree-trunk thick legs propelling him right behind Lady Veladorn. <br/> <br/> Veraka strode int...

<t>Qilue's hand on the aasimar's shoulder relieved some of the tension within Veraka, giving him a chance to calm down and <br/> <br/> [quote:20mtu0b1]"Mistress Cinder and Iljrene were attacked in the market of Waterdeep. Cinder was taken. Iljrene is watching the place where Cinder was taken to and ...

<t>Veraka waved Qilue to follow him out the door, giving Neriah some space, and some peace to rest. After the two of them had left Neriah in peace, Veraka went downstairs, and turned to face Qilue, his face stern and hard. <br/> <br/> "As I said when I came here, Lady Veladorn, this visit wasn't one...

<t>Veraka followed the high priestess toward the destination she had in mind, carrying Neriah all of the way, and not minding any of the looks he got along the way. He knew that the drow around him veiwed such acts as odd, even loathesome, however, he was not a drow; he was a son of the high heavens...