Goro was glad to see his gift taken so well. The immortal even shared it with everyone! It actually made Goro a bit excited as he received his own plate of fruit. Carefully he picked up a sliced and ate it. It was a crunchy texture, but juicy and sweet. Very delicious. But as he ate his pieces of pineapple, it made him feel morose. This was a nice fruit and all but... Was this it? Just a sweet delectable? It didn't grant immortality, or massive strength, or some profound wisdom. It was just fruit. People have died for [i]goddamn fruit[/i]. But Goro did his best to keep these emotions inside of him. He didn't want Winter to know the blood, sweat, and tears that went into getting this. Sure, it might impress her, but for Goro it was just a harsh reminder of the stupid sacrifices he did for people who don't deserve it.

He was glad to move onto business once a third and apparently final member of the newcomers arrived. Barely here for an hour and already they had work to do! Goro at least was glad to not be idle. But than something dawned on him. This study, this research, it required a lot of writing. Goro didn't know how to write, at least not the common tongue. He was taught how to write using orcish script, specifically the style used by the Storm Eye tribe that created Ulayh. In that he was perfectly fluent and would even fancy himself a writer. But in the language of man? He barely knew how to speak it. Goro glanced between the others and to Winter, and steeled his resolve. He was the only orc here; he couldn't let himself look like a fool for not adapting to human lands. He knew what humans thought of his kind. How his own kind thought of each other. That they were nothing but brutes and savages. But Goro knew better. They could be as cunning and devious as any mortal. He'll figure out something.

Receiving a codex Goro bowed his head slightly. [color=00a651]"I'm honored dat yer gunna let us greehorns do sumthing dis important so quickly! Truth be told, was a might worried dat yer gunna make us sit in a dimmly lit room fer a couple months doin nuthin but readin. I've always been more of a hands-on kinda orc meself anyways."[/color] He wasn't sure what they had available for writing. Normally Goro just used charcoal. They had ink back at Ulayh, but it was far too expensive for the casual kind of writing he did. There was also the issue of what they could expect in Bay'kin, a place that Goro has never been before. [color=00a651]"So Lady Winter, wots at Bel'kin? I imagine dat it ain't just sum barren lands. Any sorta trouble ye be expectin us ta run into while we're doin out thing?"[/color]