After the dwarf is buried, Steven performs funeral rites in the tradition of priests of Rao, albeit with a significant increase in foul language.

As they set out in the morning, Steven thinks about what manner of thing leaves blue ooze around the wounds of it's victims, not speaking much to the others as he ponders this.
Steven is a small, wiry man wearing spiked studded leather armor and a long kilt of the Perrenland lowlands, his eyes are wild and dart about erratically as he speaks. Blue paint adorns his face in criss-crossed stripes above his eyes.