Savin seeing the foul priest go down in a heap by the newcomer dwarf, eyes him with a bit of skeptisism and relief.
Pushing aside the pain and exhaustion, he dips the point of the longsword down.
Master Dwarf, your timing and action is much appreciated but I have to know who and what you are doing here... although, I can assume that you were no ally of Fembrys.
Seeing the guards get up and leave, he understands and does not stand in their way.
Walking over to the mourning Kevrin, he begins with
I am sorry for your loss. It would seem that Fembrys was in a game of deception. What can we do for your friend?
The irony of him holding his dead friend's sword is not lost on Savin.