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Sarm did not act as quickly as I had anticipated and from the room of the power source had simply returned me to Misk's compartment, where my case was kept. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #3)

"Good," said Sarm, and we began to trace our way downward around that vast bluish globe that sheltered the power source of Priest-Kings. Die, Tarl Cabot Now once again I would have my sword in my hands and at last I would be able to find Misk, for whose safety I feared. Beyond this I had no definite plan. Sarm did not act as quickly as I had anticipated and from the room of the power source had simply returned me to Misk's compartment, where my case was kept. I spent an uneasy night on the moss. Why had we not gotten on directly with the business at hand? In the morning, after the hour of the first feeding, Sarm entered Misk's compartment, where I was waiting for him. To my surprise his head was crowned with an aromatic wreath of green leaves, the first thing green I had seen in the Nest, and about his neck there hung, besides the invariable translator, a necklace, perhaps of accouterments, perhaps of pure ornaments, small pieces of metal, some shallow and rounded like tiny scoops, others rounded and pointed, others slender and bladed. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)