Yaroslav listened to the Vrettonian mage explain how the practices of the Vrettonian mage’s had changed and he realized that it had truly been a long time since he had set foot on Vrettonian ground and the only time he had it had been as part of a raiding party. He winced at the memory; that had been a bloody two months. He managed to refocus on the conversation by the time that Alice made her joke about Von Feralis' planar theory and gave a chuckle. 

“It is true I know little of Vrettonian magic these days, we’ll have to talk shop some while we travel. We could probably learn much from each other” Yaroslav smiled at Alice and was about to make another joke when he saw the young warrior sit down next to the man called Settionne.

In the company of less experienced people Settionne’s grandeur and demeanor would have been written off as being charming almost bard like but this room was full of seasoned adventures and warriors. Yaroslav noticed the skill in the way he moved his eyes and the way he artfully drew attention away from one had with the other, the man had to be some kind of rogue or thief and Yaroslav thought he could tell that other members of the party had caught on too, every time Settionne spoke the Paladin would seem to wince and the wood elf might be narrowing his eyes. Thieves had their uses and Yaroslav would not have judged Settionne had he come right out and admitted his talents but as of yet he had not. 

Yaroslav figured he should probably speak up and see if this man would admit his profession, if not for the sake of the party then for the sake of the young warrior who was probably too green to see through the thief’s charm. Yaroslav turned to Settionne and said in a friendly and inquisitive tone. “So Settionne was it? I am very glad we have a thief in our party, you lot are always so useful, what manner of thievery is your specialty? We all really should know each other’s strengths before we face our foes don’t you think?”