Gorok pulled the knife from the table and sheathed the blade. He than took his napkin and wiped the spit from the floor. He never once made a face of embarrassment from his actions.
"Now. I believe it is customary in these kinds of lands for you to tell something of yourself, now that I have told you of myself, yes?" Gorok asked as he sat and faced Zoroka once again. He wrinkled his nose a bit as the smoke wafted toward his face.
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