Slowly turning to Casca, Djahakar gives him a large carnivorous smile.
"Gnoll, Dog, Mutt, Vermin, No-please-you-don't-have-to-do-this... They called me by many names, but never get the chance to say it twice. Futhermore, no one asked it yet... Djahakar is the name someone gave me long time ago. You may call me Djhak.
And about your snout problem: he who lies down with gnolls, rises with fleas, a literate godder must know that. So live with it, pretty man, or stay away. No offense taken, friend."