Morosch looked at the weapons that were shown to him. He was intrigued as any Klingon warrior would be by such blades. He then took a look around and motioned for Christopher to follow. Not wanting to raise concerns in the lounge, they went into a small office adjacent to the lounge. Christopher followed with his weapons. Morosch then closed the door.
"Allow me to see those blades," he requested. Once allowed, he took great interest in them.
"You say you are not a warrior," said Morosch with a snort. He then grinned, "these are the weapons of a warrior." He paused and added, "You must participate in the Klingon ritual we simply refer to as The Glory of the Hunt."
"We not only go on a hunt but afterward, we celebrate not only the hunter but the hunter as well in song, story and feast," he explained, "I think you would enjoy it."
He then handed the blades back to Christopher. Then, he reached behind him and drew his battle knife and handed it to him, "we call it d'k tahg.
Each is personalized to the house, or family of the warrior. When a warrior forms his own house, a new one is crafted. The jewel in the center bears the house symbol. To lose such a knife would bring dishonor upon the owner."
As Christopher studied it, he then brought out something much more impressive, a large, curved blade.
"We call this bat'leth. It is our preferred weapon in combat....when circumstance allows it's use."
Morosch again grinned, "perhaps one day we can spar. If you earn my honor and respect. If you can show me that you have the heart of a warrior, I would be honored to have a d'k tagh of your own made."
With that, he took back his own knife. "I will teach you bat'leth if you so desire. At a later time, of course."