Lute had been discussing the fine points of summoning with a very polite Loxodon who was seeing to the wounded Seria stood off to his side, watching the healer interested in his work. Lute nodded in thanks as he spoke about his own healing. "Thanks, I know a few recover spells as well... Most of mine require an enemy to take the brunt of spells discharge." He explained, red mana had tendency to require cause destruction in exchange for aiding its user.

However as the elder made a request for Lute to watch the young woman across the way. "I'll keep an eye on her but I can tell you she's a thief and a good one." He spoke, Seria eyeing the young man carefully, the angel was no doubt as old as Zarif or older. Yet she did not speak directly, only in glances to her guild mage however eventually she leaned down whisper into the guild mages ear. While few angels adhered perfectly to the order not to speak with those not of guildmage rank, it seemed this angel was quite strict. The guildmage nodded and then spoke once more. "Seria will stay with you and make sure the goblins do not harm you, I'll keep an eye on the thief." The former officer spoke, his station was the highest a mortal could receive in the Boros. 

Hand resting on his swords pommel Lute got up from ground and carefully moved through crowds before sauntering up behind Pavara using the noise of a few passing Viashino's in armor to cover his own armors clank. He walked up and tapped Pav's shoulder poking her back with his pommel. "You getting sloppy? If I was still a Wojek, I'd have you in cuffs by now." He teased his friend stepping back chuckling. "How you been Pavy?" He called her the much disliked nickname he had for her, with his usual military charm. "Oh, and fair warning Seria is around, she's my new partner and an angel."