Nodding to his large friend, Steven quickly sees to healing Elscene and Horek, and providing minor healing to those who need it as best he can, resorting to bandages if he uses all his spells before healing all those in need, then helping Ian with the looting, occasionally tossing a rhyme idea to Acea if she seems stuck, but otherwise stripping everything of value of the party's fallen opponents, shaking his head in pity at Anavren's display of avarice as the elf dashes off to loot the fallen sorcerer.
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.