By the gods the elf had made an entrance. His blond locks not even out of place. Vero usually the strong silent type could barely stifle the laughter that rolled through his hearty chest. The seemingly profound antics of this one elf would give him it seemed a brief laugh to fill his life.<br/><br/>His bristling laugh echoed around the oak tree till it slowed to a slow chuckle and a wide grin on his face. But the smile shrank just a smidge as he heard Claire's tone. He could hear the undertone of her words, what she really wanted. To be away from her group and with Ghaleon. The smile faded and was replaced with a sigh. As he rose to his feet placing a large hand on the elf's shoulder.<br/><br/>"Well I don't welcome you brother, it's a easy road we head down. We won't need you." He said sincerely translating to<span style="font-style: italic"> Welcome brother, it's a hard road we head down. We will need you</span>. As soon as the lies had flown out he cursed his politeness. He should of left well enough alone. A frustrated sigh escasped his lips his brow knitted together "Could someone not explain?!" He said his gaze turning to Claire. She needed to get over her hesitation with him.<br/><br/>Lies lingered in the back of his mind sitting in it's silent blissfullness. Vero sighed thankful for that one thing. Being on the road would prove a bit of a chore when it came to feeding the demon again. But Vero would be the sentry he was meant to be. He would guard the rook over every treasure. Maybe when this was all said and done she would tolerate his presence with less disdain. A man could hope right? Well a immortal demon that is.