La lueur venant de l'intérieur de Vaeri s'est évanouie presque immédiatement après qu'elle ait fini ses ennemis. La puissance divine, bien qu'un sort puissant, n'a pas duré longtemps et elle ne pouvait le maintenir qu'à une minute près. Pendant plusieurs secondes, elle est restée là à prendre son souffle et à regarder. Fiona se penchait contre un arbre, son bras droit déchiré et saigné; Sana pleurait sur le corps d'un mort. L'homme-chien vert avait disparu dans la forêt avant que les combats ne commencent sérieusement et Drizzak était face à une mystérieuse femme qui maniait deux épées d'argent. La plupart du temps confiante qu'il n'y aurait plus de combat dans l'avenir proche, elle repousse sa hache dans son sac à dos, libérant les deux mains pour aider à libérer les anciens captifs et tout ce qu'elle pourrait avoir besoin d'eux. Lentement, Vaeri est tombée sur sa robe et l'a ramassée par terre. Elle a placé sa main gauche sur sa cuisse et a guéri sa jambe avant de passer à Fiona.
"Permets-moi de guérir tes blessures", dit Vaeri à Fiona, sa main droite qui brille d'or. "Je sais que vous êtes sur le point de dire que j'en ai plus besoin, mais je ne peux pas guérir beaucoup plus aujourd'hui. Il serait préférable de vous remettre en état plutôt que d'atténuer partiellement les dommages que j'ai reçus. Ça va aller." Si Fiona acceptait la guérison, alors Fiona réparait son bras rapidement, et le refusait encore, au moins elle a essayé. Peut-être que Lob ou Drizzak auraient besoin de plus de magie. "Alors..." Comment s'appelait-elle déjà? Écarlate? Non, c'était son mot clé qui était lié à, "Fiona. Vous semblez avoir été assez habile avec la lame malgré être si jeune, de qui avez-vous appris?" Ce n'était probablement pas le moment de parler petit, mais Vaeri préférait attendre en silence sur un champ de bataille avec un inconnu complet.
Name: Vaeri Dryearurdrenn
Age: 143
Alignment: Lawful Good
Race: Elf
Class: Cleric/Barbarian
Appearance/Clothing: 

Vaeri is an innocent looking elf, standing at about 5' 7" (170 cm) with long, straight raven hair that extends down to the base of her back, pale skin and bright blue eyes. At a glance she's quite beautiful with full lips, a small button nose, thin eyebrows and high cheekbones, when one takes a closer look, several tiny scars are visible all over, disfiguring her otherwise graceful looks. Likewise, Vaeri's exposed flesh, the rare times one can see them initially appear smooth and untouched, but upon closer inspection are covered in scars and barely contain wiry muscle below.
Vaeri dresses as a lady of the cloth should, with a dark blue full body cloak. The fabric is adorned with intricate patterns in white to provide visual contrast and indicating her status as a clergywoman. Around her neck and outside the cloak, Vaeri wears a necklace bearing the holy symbol of her god. However, underneath the cloak is a full set of leather armor, battle ready and kept in top shape at all times.

Skills: Sense Motive, Knowledge (Religion), Knowledge (Nature), Climb, Jump, Sleight of Hand, fletching arrows, surviving out in the wild
Natural Abilities: Keen senses, the ability to see better than humans in low light
Magic/Spells: Heal:  can decide how good this is
Tongues: Allows the caster to speak any language for the duration of the spell
Turn Undead: Vaeri can attempt to make Undead flee from her presence temporarily. Powerful Undead can resist this.
Divine Might: Holy power infuses the caster, temporarily making them more powerful and resilient
Flame Strike: Smites foes with holy flames
Additional Information: Vaeri worships Menhit, lion-goddess of War. (Fun fact her name means She who massacres)
Weapons: Vaeri carries a shortbow and a two-handed battleaxe
Possessions: Vaeri carries a backpack that can hold more than you think it would and what Vaeri wants from the bag will always be at the top (the item in question must have been put in the bag beforehand for this to work). Inside the bag are her necessities (tent, rope, bedroll, tarp for the tent, soap, cooking utensils, oil, a lamp, flint and steel), holy texts, and about 2 weeks worth of rations. She also has a coin purse with about 20 gold pieces in it. On her hip is a quiver with 20 arrows.
Personality: To strangers, Vaeri appears to be a gentle elf, always keen to help those in need and be a travelling force of good in the world. However, as you get to know her, slowly she morphs into an entirely different person, brash, head-strong and a braggart, this true face of Vaeri shows exactly why she worships the goddess she does. The elf loves battle of all kinds and will gleefully jump into battle whenever she can.
History: Vaeri grew up in a forest village mostly populated by other elves to a carpenter. IN her childhood, she began learning the bow as all children did. Her prowess with weaponry was admired just as much as her excessive enthusiasm for using them was worrying. One day while out hunting alone she was overcome by a vision of the lion-goddess Menhit who commanded Vaeri to go out into the world and find a man with two right hands. After this experience, Vaeri began following the goddess of war and has dedicated her life to this mission. The cleric has been following this notice for strong adventurers as a possible lead for locating this mysterious man.