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| Preface A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z |
Public facestripping is the removal of the veils from a FreeWoman's
face by force. This is equivalent to stripping her completely naked,
but not so insulting is the removal of her Robes of Concealment. This
is consider the worst offense which might be performed against a
FreeWoman. It is the right, duty and privilege of a Gorean FreeWoman
to remain veiled. Even when captured by the Warriors of an enemy
city, the Freewoman will commonly be allowed to retain her veils at
least until her final fate has been decided. Sometimes, rather, she,
stripped, and presented before officers, is offered the choice
between swift, honorable decapitation and slavery. If she chooses
slavery, she may be expected to step onto a submission mat, and kneel
there, head down, enter a slave pen of her own accord, or, say, fully
acknowledging herself a slave, belly to an officer, kissing his feet.
The question is sometimes put to her in somewhat the following
fashion:"If you are a free woman, speak your freedom and advance now to the headsman's block, or, if you are truly a slave, and have only been masquerading until now as a free woman, step now, if you wish, upon the mat of submission and kneel there, in this act becoming at last, explicitly, a legal slave."She is then expected, sometimes, kneeling, to lick the feet of a soldier, who then rapes her on the mat. It is commonly regarded as an acceptable introduction for a woman to her explicit and legal slavery. Book 18, Blood Brothers: pg 337 [C] The woman shook her head, pressing back against the men. "Unhood her, face-strip her!" ordered the pirate. "Protect me, save me, please," she begged." Book 15, Rogue: pg 176 [b] |
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"All we know is this," said the man, handing him a greenish patch.
Kuurus studied the patch. "It is a faction patch," said he. "It speaks to me of the tarn races of Ar." "It is true," said the man. The faction patches are worn in Ar by those who favor a given faction in the racing. There are several such factions, who control the racing and compete among themselves, the greens, the reds, the golds, the yellows, the silvers. I shall go to Ar," said Kuurus. Book 5, Assassin: pg 5 [b] Almost everyone in the crowd wore some indication of the faction he favored. Generally, it was a small faction patch sewn on the left shoulder; the faction patches of the High-Caste women tended to be fine silk, and tastefully done; those of low-caste women merely a square of crudely stitched, dyed rep-cloth; some of the masters had dressed their slave girls in slave livery of the color of the faction they favored; others had twined a colored ribbon about their hair or in their collar. Book 5, Assassin: pg 141 [tLi/nineve{Rem}] |
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Four times a year, correlated with the solstices and
equinoxes, there are fairs held in the plains below the
mountains, presided over by committees of Initiates, fairs in
which men of many cities mingle without bloodshed, times of
truce, times of contests and games, of bargaining and
marketing.
Book 2, Outlaw: pg 33 [b] It was now the month of the vernal equinox on Gor, called En'Kara, or the First Kara.... The month of the autumnal equinox is called fully Se'Kara-Lar-Torvis, but usually simply Se'Kara, The Second Kara, or the Second Turning. As might be expected there are related expressions for the months of the solstices, En'Var-Lar-Torvis and Se'Var-Lar- Torvis, or, again rather literally, The First Resting and the Second Resting of the Central Fire. These however, like the other expressions, usually occur in speech only as En'Var and Se'Var, or The First Resting and The Second Resting Book 2, Outlaw: pg 149 [b] |
fair of En`Kara holiday Spring Fair, one of four great fairs held in the shadow of the Sardar range in the first month of the Gorean year. [T]fair weather sail noun the large, primary sail on ships, used in gentle winds.
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It was not far to the fair of En`Kara, one of the four great fairs held in the shadow of the Sardar during the Gorean year, and I soon walked slowly down the long central avenue between the tents, the booths and stalls, the pavilions and stockades of the fair, toward the high, brassbound timber gate, formed of black logs, beyond which lies the Sardar itself, the sanctuary of this world's gods, known to the men below the mountains, the mortals, only as Priest-Kings.
Book 3, Priest-Kings: pg 8 [b]
fair of En`Var holiday Summer Fair, one of the four great fairs held in the shadow of the Sardar during the Gorean year [C]
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Also, during these seasons, of course, occur the great markets associated with the fairs of En'Kara and En'Var. These are the two major seasonal markets on Gor, exceeding all others in the volume of women processed.
Book 20, Player: pg 11 [tLi]
fair of Se`Kara holiday Fall Fair, one of the four great fairs held in the shadow of the Sardar during the Gorean year [C]
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Indeed, the preceding fall, at the fair of Se'Kara, near the Sardar Mountains, he had contracted with a marauder, Haakon of Skjern, for one hundred northern beauties, to be taken from the villages, upward even to the edges of Torvaldsland.
Book 7, Captive: pg 60 [tLi]
fair of Se`Var holiday Autumn Fair, one of the four great fairs held in the shadow of the Sardar during the Gorean year [C]
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I reached the fair of Se`Var near the Sardar, where I was sold to the House of Clark, from which house I and many others were fortunate enough to be purchased by the House of Cernus, in Glorious Ar.
Book 3, Priest-Kings: pg 309 [b]
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Gorean galleys commonly carry several sails, usually falling into three
main types, fair-weather, "tarn" and storm. Within each type, depending on
the ship, there may be varieties. The Tesephone carried four sails, one
said of the first type; two of the second, and one of the third. Her sails
were, first, the fair-weather sail, which is quite large, and is used in
gentle winds; secondly, the tarn sail, which is the common sail most often
found on the yard of a tarn ship, and taking its name from the ship; third,
a sail of the same type as the tarn sail, and, in a sense, a smaller "tarn"
sail, the "tharlarion" sail; this smaller "tarn" sail, or "tharlarion"
sail, as it is commonly called, to distinguish it from the larger sail of
the same type, is more manageable than the standard, larger tarn sail; it
is used most often in swift, brutal, shifting winds, providing a useful
sail between the standard tarn sail and the storm sail; fourthly, of
course, the Tesephone carried her storm sail; if, upon occasion, a ship
could not run before a heavy sea, it would be broken in the crashing of the
waves. Gorean galleys, in particular the ram-ships, are built for speed and war.
Book 8, Hunters: pg 44 [b] |
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Among these petitioners came one fellow bring with him the promise of
a gift of wine, a wine supposedly secret, the rare Falarian, a
wine only rumored among collectors to exist, a wine supposedly so rare and precious that its cost might purchase a city
Book 21, Mercenaries: pg 159 [b] |
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Another way of drawing the distinction is in terms of 'falarina', and
'profalarina.' 'Profalarina' designates the state preceding falarina,
which is the state of the woman who has been penetrated at least once by a male.
Book 17, Savages: pg 203 [b] Though the word was not used of me I was also 'profalarina', which term designates the state proceeding, and anticipating, that of 'falarina,' the state Goreans seem to think of as that of being a full women, or, at least, as those of Earth might think of it, one who certainly is no longer a virgin. Book 22, Dancer: pg 128 [b] |
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One type of palm, the fan palm, more than twenty feet high, which spreads its leaves in the form of an open fan, is an excellent source of pure water, as much as a liter of such water being found, almost as though cupped at the base of each leaf's stem.
Book 13, Explorers: pg 310 [b] |
[nineve{Rem}/tLi]Andreas had turned to go, but he hesitated, and faced me once more. "The Priest-Kings," he said, "will be expecting you."
"Of course," I said.
Andreas lifted his arm. "Tal," he said, sadly. I wondered why he had said this, for it is a word of greeting.
"Tal," I said, returning the salute.
I think perhaps he wanted to greet me once more, that he did not believe he would ever again have the opportunity.
Book 2, Outlaw: pg 172
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"I wish you well,' said Nar, using a common Gorean phrase of farewell.
Book 1, Tarnsman: pg 94 [tLi] "I wish you well, Vera of the Towers of the Morning," I said. Book 2, Outlaw: pg 64 [tLi] The Gorean phrase of farewell came silently to my lips. "I wish you well." Book 2, Outlaw: pg 170 [tLi] "I wish you well, Tarl of Ko-ro-ba," he said. "I wish you well, Kron of Tharna," I said. Book 2, Outlaw: pg 171 [tLi] Andreas of the Caste of Poets stood in torment before me, agony in his eyes. "I wish you well," I said, "- Poet." He nodded. "I wish you well," he said, "- Warrior." Book 2, Outlaw: pg 172 [tLi] |
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I lifted my arm to Misk. "I wish you well," I said, using the traditional Gorean farewell.
Misk lifted one foreleg in salute, the bladelike projection disappearing. His antennae inclined toward me and the golden hairs with which the antennae glistened extended towards me as though to touch me. "And I, Tarl Cabot," he said, "wish you well." Book 3, Priest-Kings: pg 175 [tLi] "Goodbye, Tarl Cabot," she said. "I wish you well." "And I," I said, "wish you well noble Dina of Turia." Book 4, Nomads: pg 336 [tLi] Scormus then went to Qualius, the blind player. "I leave," he said. "I wish you well, Qualius of Ar." "I wish you well, Scormus of Ar," said Qualius, the blind, branded face radiant. Book 5, Assassins: pg 330 [tLi] |
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Verna turned away, and then she turned to face me. "Farewell, Slave," said she.
I extended my hands to her, piteously. "Should I see Rask of Treve," said Verna, "I will tell him that there is a chained girl, who, beneath the moons of Gor, begs him for his touch." "I wish you well, Mistress," I called. "I wish you well!" Book 7, Captive: pp 342-343 [tLi] "That was the message," said the fellow who had been reading it. "There is no more." "No more?" asked a man. "Only 'I wish you well. Lurius of Jad, Ubar of Cos,'" said the fellow Book 25, Magicians: pg 78 [tLi] |
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"I wish you well, slave girl," I said.
"I wish you well, Mistress," she said. Book 26, Witness: pg 452 [tLi] "I may not see you again," said the peasant. "It is my desire to wish you well." Gito trembled. "I wish you well," said the peasant. "I wish you well," whispered Gito. Book 26, Witness: pg 589 [tLi] |
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My four commercial voyages had been among the exchange islands, or free islands, in Thassa, administered as free ports by members of the Merchants. There were several such islands. Three, which I encountered frequently in my voyages, were Teletus, and, south of it, Tabor, named for the drum, which it resembles, and to the north, among the northern islands, Scagnar. Others were Farnacium, Hulneth and Asperiche.
Book 6, Raiders: pg 137 [tLi] |
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A free woman, in swirling robes of concealment, veiled, appeared before
me. "Accept my favor, please!" she laughed. She held forth the scarf,
teasingly, coquettishly. "Please, handsome fellow!" she
wheedled. "Please, please!" she said. "Please!"
"Very well," I smiled. She came quite close to me. "Herewith," she said, "I, though a free women, gladly and willingly, and of my own free will, dare to grant you my favor!" She then thrust the light scarf though an eyelet on the collar of my robes and drew it halfway though. In this fashion it would not be likely to be dislodged. "Thank you, kind sir, handsome sir!" she laughed. She then sped away, laughing. She had had only two favors left at her belt, I had noted. Normally in this game the woman begins with ten. The first to dispense her ten favors and return to the starting point wins. I looked after her, grinning. It would have been churlish, I thought, to have refused the favor. Too, she had begged so prettily. This type of boldness, of course, is one that a woman would be likely to resort to only in the time of carnival. Book 20, Players: pp 44-45 [b] |
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I had purchased passage on a fee cart
Book 21, Mercenaries: pg 227 [tLi] "Way! Make way!" called the driver. He sat on the wagon box, some yard or so below, and separated from, the high railed wagon bed, serving, with its benches, as the passenger area. The wheels of the cart were narrow, and some seven feet in height. There were two of them. They were treaded with strips of metal. The cart was drawn by a bipedalian tharlarion, a slighter breed than, but related to, and swifter than, the common shock tharlarion used generally by the lancers of the Gorean heavy cavalry. "Rich tarsks," snarled a fellow on the road, moving to the side. "Make way!" called the driver, cracking his whip. The arrival of the cart was announced as well by the jangling of two bells, affixed to projections on its sides, before the wheels. Then we were through the group of refugees, and moving swiftly again. Book 21, Mercenaries: pg 229 [tLi] |
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"I heard there were two feed hunters in the vicinity," he said. "What is a feed hunter?" she asked. "One who hunts for feed, of course," said Boots. "Feed?" she asked. "Usually for their sleen," he said, "They are pesky, careless, greedy fellows, little better than scavengers, in my opinion. They will settle for almost anything. They are particularly pleased when they can get their ropes on a juicy girl." Book 20, Player: pp 146-147 [tLi] "You are feed hunters!" cried the girl in horror. "What is a feed hunter?" asked Lecchio of Chino "That is exactly right, my dear," Chino confirmed her darkest suspicions. "But you cannot feed me to sleen!" she cried. "You are free to be taken," Chino informed her. "It is all perfectly legal. You are neither claimed nor owned." "But I am a slave in my heart!" she cried. "That is not good enough," said Chino. "All free women are merely uncollared slaves." "You do not have a legal master," said Chino. "Thus you are eminently qualified for sleen feed. Come now. Do not be difficult. Let us get these ropes on you." Book 20, Player: pp 148-149 [tLi] |
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By one fire I could see a squat Tuchuk, hands on his hips, dancing
and stamping about by himself, drunk on fermented milk curds,
dancing, according to Kamchak, to please the sky.
Book 4, Nomads: pg 28 [C] |
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"What did you see?" I asked.
"Nothing," he said. "What did you see?" I asked. "Shrubbery," he said, "some grass, some rence, two trees." "What sort of shrubbery?" I asked. "Some festal," he said, "some tes, a bit of tor." Book 24, Vagabonds: pg 339 [b] |
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"Observe," said the large man, indicating the black ship. As I watched
it, it seemed that lights began to flicker on its surface, and then it
seemed that tendrils of light began to interweave across its steel, and,
before my eyes, it began to change color, turning a grayish blue, streaked
with white. I could now see the first streak of light in the east. "This is
a technique of field-light camouflage," said the large man. "It is
primitive. The radar-screening device, within, is more sophisticated. But
the light camouflage technique has considerably reduced sightings of our
craft. Further, of course, we do little more, normally, with the large
craft then arrive and depart, at given points. The smaller craft is used
more extensively, but normally only at night, and in isolated areas. It,
too, incidentally, is equipped for light-camouflage and radar-screening.
Book 7, Captive: pg 31 [b] |
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The man from the tavern of Filimbi, to which she had been sold after I had
been taken from Schendi, some months ago, was but a few feet behind her. He
had unleashed her that she might run to me. She still wore a brief work
tunic from the tavern, with the sign of the tavern, a flute, on its back.
Filimbi was the name of the proprietor, but it is also an inland word for
flute.
Book 13, Explorers: pg 245 [b] |
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I turned away from the block in the barn-like structure in Fina, one of the many towns on the Vosk.
Book 6, Raiders: pg 59 [tLi] |
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In the ground zone, and on the ground itself, are certain birds, some
flighted, like the hook-billed gort, which preys largely on rodents,
such as ground urts, and the insectivorous whistling finch, and some
unflighted, like the grub borer and lang gim.
Book 13, Explorers: pg 311 [C] |
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a small pot with a single, long handle, used to prepare black wine in tLi. Does not appear in the Scrolls, but it's how Oryx likes His black wine prepared. [tLi]
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Perhaps, the most extraordinary thing Ute did, to my mind, was, with
sticks, a flat piece of wood and some binding fiber, make a small fire
drill. How pleased I was when I saw the dried flakes of leaves suddenly
redden and flash into a tiny flame, which we then fed with leaves and
twigs, until it would burn sticks. Over tiny fires, using rock-sharpened,
green sticks, we roasted out catches.
Book 7, Captive: pg 237 [tLi] |
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He crouched down and extracted a tiny fire-maker from his pouch, a small device containing a tiny reservoir of tharlarion oil, with a tharlarion-oil-impregnated wick, to be ignited by a spark, this generated from the contact of a small, ratcheted steel wheel, spun by a looped thumb handle, with a flint splinter.
Book 17, Savages: pg 15 [b] |
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The man from the Caste of Builders then sat cross-legged on the
ground and took from the pouch slung at his waist a tiny, cylindrical
Gorean fire-maker, a small silverish tube commonly used for igniting
cooking fires. He unscrewed the cap and I could see the tip of the
implement, as it was exposed to the air, begin to glow a fiery red.
Book 3, Priest-Kings: pg 138 [b] |
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"You are first girl," I told Constance.
"Yes, Master" she said. "Constance is first girl," I told her who had been the Lady Tina of Lydius. "Yes, Master", said she who had been the Lady Tina of Lydius. "Address her as Mistress," I told the former free girl. "Mistress," said she who had been the former Lady Tina of Lydius, frightened, to Constance. "Slave," responded Constance to her, confirming the former free woman as second girl. Book 12, Beasts: pg 135 [C] She was dressed, save for her bondage strings, in much the same way as most of the women of the red hunters, bare-breasted, with high boots and panties. Thistle, however, behind her, was naked, in a northern yoke and on a leather leash. "We are going to pick moss and grass," she said. "That is good," I said. "Why is Thistle yoked?" "It pleased me, Master", said Thimble, first girl. "Was she insubordinate?" I asked. "She said a sharp word to me," said Thimble. "Did you switch her, too?" I asked. "Of course, Master," said Thimble. "Excellent," I said. Discipline must be kept in the tent." Book 12, Beasts: pg 197 [C] |
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I wondered, however, if the Second Knowledge, that of the
intellectuals, might not be as carefully tailored to preclude inquiry
on their level as the First Knowledge apparently was
to preclude inquiry on the level of the Lower Castes.
Book 1, Tarnsman: pg 58 [b] |
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As I knew, not just any girl, any more than just any
warrior, could participate in the games of Love War. Only
the most beautiful were eligible, and only the most beautiful
of these could be chosen.
A girl might propose herself to stand, as had Aphris of Turia, but this would not guarantee that she would be chosen, for the criteria of Love War are exacting and, as much as possible, objectively applied. Only the most beautiful of the most beautiful could stand in this harsh sport. I heard a judge call, "First Stake! Aphris of Turia!" "Hah!" yelled Kamchak, slapping me on the back, nearly knocking me from the back of my kaiila. I was astonished. The Turian wench was beautiful indeed, that she could stand at the first stake. This meant that she was quite possibly the most beautiful woman in Turia, certainly at least among those in the games this year. Book 4, Nomads: pg 117 [tLi] |
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I smiled to myself. I was First Spear, for there were no others.
Book 3, Priest-Kings: pg 19 [b] |
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"Six years," said Kamchak, "before I was scarred was I mercenary in
the guards of Ar, learning the walls and defenses of that city for my
people. In that time of the guards of Ar I became First Sword."
Book 4, Nomads: pg 129 [b] |
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His head was surmounted by an elaborate headdress, formed largely from the long,
white, curling feathers of the Ushindi fisher, a long-legged, wading bird.
Book 13, Explorers: pg 236 [b] |
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He referred to one of the armaments well known in the arena, that of
the "fisherman," he who fights with net and trident. There are
a number of such armaments, usually bearing traces of their origin.
Book 24, Vagabonds: pg 91 [b] |
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About some of these water holes there were a dozen or so small trees, flahdah trees, like flat-topped umbrellas on crooked sticks, not more than twnety feet high; they are narrow branched with lanceolate leaves.
Book 10, Tribesmen: pg 72 [C] |
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I had heard of the Flame Death from my father and the Older Tarl - that legendary fate which overtook those who had transgressed the will of the Priest-Kings. I knew almost nothing of the fabled Priest-Kings, but I did know that something of the sort must exist, for I had been brought to Gor by an advanced technology, and I knew that some force or power lay in the mysterious Sardar Mountains. I did not believe that the Priest-Kings were divine, but I did believe that they lived and that they were aware of what occurred on Gor and that from time to time they made known their will. I did not even know if they were human or non-human, but,
whatever they might be, they were, with their advanced science and technology, for all practical purposes, the gods of this world.
Book 1, Tarnsman: pg 208 [b] |
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There was a shallow bowl of flowers, scarlet, large-budded, five-petaled flaminium, on the small, low table between us.
Book 8, Hunters: pg 154 [C, as corrected by tLi] |
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My master looked upward, at the moons. From through the trees, on the other side of the camp, came what I took to be the sound of a bird, the hook-billed, night-crying fleer, which preys on nocturnal forest urts.
Book 11, Slavegirl: pg 117 [C] |
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I had smote my hands slowly together three times. It was like the beating of wings. It now stood, I saw, for theFleer tribe
Book 17, Savages: pg 256 [C] |
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In the level of the emergents there live primarily birds, in particular parrots, long-billed fleers, and needle-tailed lits
Book 13, Explorers: pg 311 [b] |
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The fleer is a large, yellow, long-billed, gregarious, voracious bird of the Barrens.
It is sometimes also called the Cord Bird or the Maize Bird. Book 17, Savages: pg 246 [C] |
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And so we sat with our backs against the flower tree in the
House of Saphrar, merchant of Turia. I looked at the lovely, dangling
loops of interwoven blossoms which hung from the curved branches of
the tree. I knew that the clusters of flowers which, cluster upon
cluster, graced those linear, hanging stems, would each be a bouquet
in itself, for the trees are so bred that the clustered flowers
emerge in subtle, delicate patterns of shades and hues.
Book 4, Nomads: pg 217 [C, as corrected by tLi] |
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Flute girls, incidentally, when hired from the master, to
entertain and serve at parties, are commonly unbelted, that for the convenience of the guests.
Book 25, Magicians: pg 122 [b] |
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My master had a double flute slung on his back. He was Gordon, an itinerant musician.
Book 22, Dancer: pg 281 [b] There was suddenly near us, startling us, another skirl of notes on a flute, the common double flute. Book 25, Magicians: pg 120 [b] "Czehar music," she said, "and, later, the recitation of poetry by Milo, the famed actor, to the music of the double flute." Book 25, Magicians: pg 156 [b] |
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The Gorean foot, interestingly, is almost identical to the Earth
foot. Both measures doubtless bear some distand relation to the length of
the foot of an adult human male. The Gorean foot is, in my estimation,
just slightly longer than the Earth foot; based on the supposition that
each of its ten Horts is roughly one and one-quarter inches long, I would
give the Gorean foot length of roughly twelve and one-half inches, Earth
measure. Normally, incidentally, in giving measures, the Earth foot,
unless otherwise specified, should be understood. It seems pertinent,
however, in this instance, to state the ratios in Gorean feet, rather than
translate into English measure, where the harmony of the proportions would
be obscurred.
Book 6, Raiders: pg 127 [C] |
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it is commonly believed that paga is always served in a footed bowl. Not only is paga usually served in cups, but "footed bowls" don't even occur in the Scrolls. Specifically mentioned are the kantheros (see kantheros ), silver goblets, and just plain cups. [tLi]
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He leaned over and tossed me a skin bag of Paga, from which I took a long swig, then hurled it contemptously back into his arms. In a moment he had taken flight again, ... the bag of Paga flying behind him, dangling from its long straps."
Book 1, Tarnsman: pg 78 [eliandal] At a gesture from the proprietor, the grimy man in the tunic of white and gold, one of the serving slaves, with a flash of her ankle bells, hurried to the Assassin and set before him a bowl, which she trembling filled from the flask held over her right forearm. Then, with a furtive glance at the girl chained at the side of the room, the serving slave hurried away. Book 5, Assassin: pg 9 [b] "Your paga," said the nude slave girl, who served me, her wrists chained. "It is warmed as you wished." I took it from her, not even glancing upon her, and drained the goblet. Book 6, Raiders: pg 100 [b] |
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Another girl ran to him, bearing a cup of paga. He took the cup in one hand, threw it down his throat, and carried the girl he had seized, screaming, into one of the alcoves.
Book 6, Raiders: pg 101 [b] I thrust out the silver paga goblet, studded with rubies, and Telima, standing beside my thronelike chair, filled it. Book 6, Raiders: pg 223 [eliandal/tLi] "Paga!" called the standing man. "Paga!" A blonde girl, nude, with a string of pearls wound about her steel collar, ran to the table and, from the bronze vessel, on its strap, about her shoulder, poured paga into the goblet before the seated man. Book 15, Rogue: pg 78 [eliandal] |
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She knelt near the table, put the tray on the floor, unbidden performed obeisance and then, as though submissively, put the tray on the table, and put the paga in a small kantharos, and the bread on its trencher, before me.
Book 23, Renegades: pg 71 [eliandal/tLi] Many civilians, I believe, do not know why certain warriors, by habit, request their paga in metal goblets when dining in public houses. Book 23, Renegades: pg 77 [eliandal] |
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At her throat was a metal collar, no longer mine. I observed the
drape of the skirt on her hips, the sweet, delicate, betraying candor
of her blouse. Her master had not given her undergarments. What need has a slave for such? She wore slippers.
Book 10, Tribesmen: pg 137 Slaves, for example, are commonly kept barefoot. High slaves, on the other hand, often have sandals, sometimes lovely ones. To be sure, much depends on the terrain, and such. One would not wish even a common slave to cut her feet or roughen them. Book 24, Vagabonds: pg 381 [C] |
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The main gate of Tharna hung open on its hinges, and small isolated
figures scurried in and out. There were no tharlarion wagons or lines
of woodsmen or pedlars making their way to or from the city. Outside
the walls several small building had been burned. On the wall itself
over the gate in huge letters there was scrawled the legend
"Sa`ng-Fori," literally "Without Chains" but perhaps better translated simply as "Freedom" or "Liberty"
Book 2, Outlaw: pg 216 [W] |
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"Forgive me, Mistress," I begged. "Did you lie?" she asked. "Yes, Mistress," I said. "I lied! I lied! Forgive me, Mistress. Please, forgive me!" Book 14, Fighting Slave: pg 67 "Do you bargain?" I asked. "No, Master," she cried. "No, Master! Forgive me, Master! Please forgive me, Master!" Book 14, Fighting Slave: pg 97 [JD] |
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I had gone from Lara to White Water using the barge canal, to circumvent the rapids, and thence to Tancred's Landing. I had later voyaged down river to Iskander, Forest Port, and Ar's Station.
Book 15, Rogue: pg 61 [tLi] |
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"The next town northward is Fort Haskins," I said. This lay at the
foot of the Boswell Pass. Originally it had been a trading post,
maintained by the Haskins Company, a company of Merchants, primarily
at Thentis. A military outpost, flying the banners of Thentis,
garrisoned by mercenaries, was later established at the same point.
The military and strategic importance of controlling the eastern
termination of the Boswell Pass was clear. It was at this time that
the place came to be known as Fort Haskins. A fort remains at this
point but the name, generally, is now given to the town which grew up
in the vicinity of the fort, primarily to the west and south. The
fort itself, incidentally, was twice burned, once by soldiers from
Port Olni, before that town joined the Salerian Confederation, and
once by marauding Dust Legs, a tribe of red savages, from the
interior of the Barrens. The military significance of the fort has
declined with the growth of population in the area and the
development of tarn cavalries in Thentis. The fort now serves
primarily as a trading post, maintained by the caste of Merchants,
from Thentis, an interesting recollection of the origins of the area.
Book 12, Savages: pg 77 [tLi] |
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There was some talk of greater "respect" for slaves, that they might
be permitted to drink from the higher bowls at the public
fountains, even the insanity that one might not be able to make
use of them without their permission, thus turning the master into a
slave's slave.
Book 25, Magicians: pg 216 [b] "Is it true that you have drunk from the higher bowl of the fountain?" I asked. Book 25, Magician: pg 217 [b] |
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His girls served nude and chained. Each ankle and wrist ring had two
staples. Each girl's wrists were joined by about eighteen inches of
chain and similarly for her ankles. Further each girl's left wrist
was chained to her ankle and her right wrist to her right ankle. This
arrangement, lovely on a girl, produces the "four chains," from which
the establishment took its name. The four-chain chaining
arrangement, of course, and variations upon it, is well known upon
Gor. Four other paga taverns in Port Kar alone used it.
Book 13, Explorers: pg 42 [b] |
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The pledged companions, the Lady Sabina of Fortress of Saphronicus and Thandar of Ti, of the Four Cities of Saleria, of the Salerian Confederation, had, as yet, according to Eta, never laid eyes on one another, the matter of their match having been arranged between their respective fathers, as is not uncommon in Gorean custom.
Book 11, Slave Girl: pg 113 [tLi] My master, with his men, in a bold coup, had several weeks ago stolen the Lady Sabina of Fortress of Saphronicus from among her retainers, on her journey to be joined in companionship to Thandar of Ti, of Ti, of the Four Cities of Saleria, those comprising the Salerian Confederation. Book 11, Slave Girl: pg 146 [tLi] The Salerian Confederation, incidentally, is also sometimes known as the Four Cities of Saleria. Book 14, Fighting Slave: pg 171 [tLi] In this milieu, then, of suspicion, pride, autonomy and honor, the Four Cities of Saleria represented a startling and momentous anomaly in the politics of Gor. Book 14, Fighting Slave: pg 172 [tLi] |
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"Four-strap!" I called, and the bird began to drop toward the earth, preparing to land.
Book 2, Outlaw: pg 130 [b] |
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"'Fourth Person', Master Oryx?" the perplexed slave asked.
"Yes, little one... like in a press release," answered the somewhat mad Innkeeper. "I'll demonstrate. Say you're serving.." * slave looks at the Master <slave> A Master was offered service in tLi this afternoon, and after what was reported to be a moment's hesitation, accepted <slave> Needing to know further details, a slave questioned the Master closely on this matter. <Master> Uh... ka-la-na, chilled <slave> Repeating the Master's desire, the slave did a surprising about-face in policy and headed for the servery... The Apocrophal Writings of Oryx con Lara |
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"It was her wish that you die the death of a villain," he said, "on the Frame of Humiliation, unworthy to stain our weapons."
Book 1, Tarnsman: pg 136 [C] Indeed, the Frame of Humiliation would be ample vengeance to satisfy even Talena for the indignities she had suffered at my hands. Book 1, Tarnsman: pg 138 [C] |
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In the dialect of the Alars, if it is of interest, this particular type of ax is called the francisca.
Book 21, Mercenaries: pg 71 [b] |
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It seemed unlikely that Pa-Kur would be so politically naive as to use the girl before she
had publicly accepted him as her Free Companion, according to the rites of Ar.
Book 1, Tarnsman: pg 213 [C] "The companionship is gone," said Telima. "More than a year has passed," she pointed out, "and you have not, together, repledged it." "That is true," I admitted. By Gorean law the companionship, to be binding, must, together, be annually renewed, pledged afresh with the wines of love. "And," said Telima, "both of you were once enslaved, and that, in itself, dissolves the companionship. Slaves cannot stand in companionship." Book 7, Captive: pg 367 [tLi] Port Kar does not recognize the Free Companionship, but there are free women in the city, who are known simply as the women of their men. Book 6, Raiders: pg 295 [tLi] |
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There is no marriage, as we know it, on Gor, but there is the institute
of the Free Companionship, which is its nearest
correspondent. Surprisingly enough, a woman who is bought from
her parents, for tarns or gold, is regarded as a Free Companion,
even though she may not have been consulted in the transaction.
More commendably, a free woman may herself, of her own free will,
agree to be such a companion. And it is not unusual for a master
to free one of his slave girls in order that she may share the
full privileges of a Free Companionship. One may have, at
a given time, an indefinite number of slaves, but only one Free
Companion. Such relationships are not entered into lightly, and
they are normally sundered only by death
Book 2, Outlaw: pg 54 [C] According to the Gorean way of looking at things a taste of the slave ring is thought to be occasionally beneficial to all women, even the exalted Free Companions. Thus when she has been irritable or otherwise troublesome even a Free Companion may find herself at the foot of the couch looking forward to a pleasant night on the stones, stripped, with neither mat nor blanket, chained to a slavering, precisely as though she were a lowly slave girl. It is the Gorean way of reminding her, should she need to be reminded, that she, too, is a women, and thus to be dominated, to be subject to men. Should she be tempted to forget this basic act of Gorean life the slave ring set in the bottom of each Gorean couch is there to refresh her memory. Gor is a man's world. Book 3, Priest-Kings: pg 67 [C] |
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When I returned to Ko-ro-ba with Talena, a great feast was held and we celebrated
our Free Companionship.
Book 1, Tarnsman: pg 216 [b] Port Kar does not recognize the Free Companionship, but there are free women in the city, who are known simply as the women of their men. Book 6, Raiders: pg 294 [tLi] In certain cities, in connection with the free companionship, the betrothed or pledged beauty may wear eight veils, several of which are ritualistically removed during various phases of the ceremony of companionship; the final veils, and robes, of course, removed in private by the male who, following their removal, arms interlocked with the girl, drinks with her the wine of the companionship, after which he completes the ceremony. Book 11, Slavegirl: pg 107 [tLi] |
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My four commercial voyages had been among the exchange islands, or
free islands, in Thassa, administered as free ports by members of the Merchants.
Three, which I encountered frequently in my voyages, were Teletus,
and, south of it, Tabor, named for the drum, which it resembles, and
to the north, among the northern islands, Scagnar. Others were
Farnacium, Hulneth and Asperiche. I did not go as far south as Anago
or Ianda, or as far north as Hunjer or Skjern, west of Torvaldsland.
These islands, with occasional free ports on the coast, north and
south of the Gorean equator, such as Lydius and Helmutsport,
and Schendi and Bazi, make possible the commerce between Cos and
Tyros, and the mainland, and its cities, such as Ko-ro-ba, Thentis,
Tor, Ar, Turia, and many others.
Book 6, Raiders: pp 137-8 [b] |
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The merchant caste, too, maintains certain free ports on certain islands and on the coasts of Thassa, such as Teletus and Bazi. Space in a "free keep" is rented on a commercial basis, regardless of municipal affiliation.
Book 11, Slave Girl: pg 257 [tLi] |
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The collared girl shuddered. Slave girls fear free women, greatly. There is little to wonder about in this. Free women, perhaps envying them their collars, are often extremely cruel to them.
Book 15, Rogue: pg 110 [tLi] |
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"In Ar's Station," he said, "as in Ar, robes of concealment,
precisely, are not legally obligatory for free women, no more than
the veil. Such things are a matter of custom. On the other hand, as
you know, there are statutes prescribing certain standards of decorum
for free women. For example, they may not appear naked in the
streets, as may slaves. Indeed, a free woman who appears in public in
violation of these standards of decorum, for example, with her arms
or legs too much bared, may be made a slave."
Book 23, Renegades: pp 367-368 [heather{A^}] The principle he had alluded to pertains to conduct in a free woman which is taken as sufficient to warrant her reduction to slavery. The most common application of this principle occurs in areas such as fraud or theft. Other applications may occur, for example, in cases of indigence and vagrancy. Prostitution, rare on Gor because of female slaves, is another case. The women are taken, enslaved, cleaned up and controlled. Indulgence in sensual dance is another case. Sensuous dance is almost always performed by slaves on Gor. A free woman who performs such dancing publicly is almost begging for the collar. In some cities the sentence of bondage is mandatory for such a woman. Book 23, Renegades: pg 372 [heather{A^}] |
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Eta, from behind me, pinned the first of five veils about my face. It
was light, and shimmering, of white silk, almost transparent. Then,
one after the other, she added the freedom veil, or veil of
the citizeness, the pride veil, the house veil, and street veil.
Book 11, Slavegirl: pg 107 [b] |
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The small animal skittered backward, with a sound of claws on the
boards. Its eyes gleamed in the reflected light of the lamp.
"Generally, too, they do not come this high," said the proprietor. "That is a frevet." The frevet is a small, quick, mammalian insectivore. "We have several in the house," he said. "They control the insects, the beetles and lice, and such." Book 21, Mercenaries: pg 276 [b] |
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"They seem very quiet," I observed.
"We permit them," said Flaminius, deigning to offer a bit of explanation, "five Ahn of varied responses, depending on when they recover from the frobicain injection. Mostly this takes the form of hysterical weeping, threats, demands for explanation, screaming and such. They will also be allowed to express their distress for certain periods at stated times in the future." Book 5, Assassin: pg 126 [b] |
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"Serve the man, mynx, and skye, you're front."
"What is that, Master?" the blonde girl asked, perplexed, looking at her generous front. "That means, wench, you're next to offer service." The Writings of Oryx con Lara [tLi] |
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In the second level, that of the canopies, is found an incredible variety of birds, warblers, finches, mindars, the crested lit and the common lit, the fruit tindel, the yellow gim, tanagers, some varieties of parrot, and many more
Book 13, Explorers: pg 311 [C] |
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The sun was now high overhead. It was much hotter here, in this area,
and at this time of day, than it had been earlier in the villa
districts, in the hills northeast of Ar, the Fulvians, foothills to the Voltai.
Book 25, Magicians: pg 299 [C] |
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