Gu’lorg places a stripe of blood on Nine’s nose, and despite being an automaton, the surface of his nose becomes green.
I will speak your language so that you may understand.
You are now Green’Nine’Nose, brother of the booyagh of Bargrivyek. Gu’lorg gestures to himself as he says booyagh of Bargrivyek.
You have proven worthy of honor and respect on the field of battle, and this one he kicks the soupy head on the floor has proven ill-suited and undeserving of life.
May you have the blessings of Bargrivyek upon you as you vanquish the dishonorable from this world.
Gu'lorg takes Nine’s hand and lifts him from the floor, to a standing position.
Gu’lorg sweeps dust ceremoniously from Nine’s back and shoulders. We are bonded. We will fight side by side against the evils that threaten our world. I will go with you to help you find your creator, and you will aid me to save our world.
Gu’lorg claps his hands, grasps the glass staff, and says, Thank you, brother. We should keep moving. Did we find anything of interest here?