Ilvaria's appearance completely caught Verena offguard. The half-demon woman had failed to notice the drow priestress apparently following Benedict and her behind the corner. The look in her eyes and her words to Benedict before she left had unsettled Verena, she had been caught and would be unable to use her previous disguise in presence of the group again. At least the drow had assumed Verena to be an infernal, not the abyssal-blooded creature she was in reality. That at least she could use to her benefit. Quietly pushing Benedict away, she swore softly in elven.<i>"Ugh, damn it! She saw us!"</i>She writhed and slid out of Benedict's hold. Indignantly folding her large wings behind her back.<i>"We should return to the others before she has a chance to perhaps say that I bewitched you or something."</i>She pouted, considering her options and already thinking of escape plans.<i>"When we get out that little angel girl, then we'll have more time for play..."</i>She chuckled softly, looking over her shoulder to smirk at Benedict.<i>"And we'll invite her along too, she'll owe you big for saving her."</i><br/><br/>Verena let Benedict consider her words while she made her way back to the group, hoping the beastly alchemist was following.<i>"Benedict got me this gear, and the goddess has gifted me with a suitable disguise to infiltrate Graz'zt estate."</i>She glanced briefly at Ilvaria, as if daring the drow to reveal the lie in her words.<i>"I am ready to depart if you are."</i>That too was a lie, Benedict's touch had awoken the Abyssal lust hungering inside her depths, and it was urging Verena to find a way to satisfy that heat. She glanced at the Illithid and it's minions, pondering silently if one of them could make a worthy distraction. If not, then well, she had planned to try and get Ariel to tell her the group's goal. It wouldn't hurt to have fun while getting what she wanted.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>