The man dipped his head in dutiful if chilly respect.

The old man dipped his nose and took a first careful sip.

The sigil on his banner looked like a man dipped in blood.

The first man as he entered dipped his hands in the water.

The older man dipped his head in a gesture of acceptance.

The man dipped his head low in acknowledgment of this courtesy.

The men raise a foot each but do not dip it into the bloody bowl.

Another young man with a small bowl dipped and brought it half full.

This time the old man dipped his own lights, and that was how I knew he was still alive.

The holy man dipped into the red basket again and painted a second line over the next mark.