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I Have a Close Call in the Tavern of Tasdron; I Hurry to the Sales Barn of Lysander "Are there any more challengers?" I asked, wiping the sweat and sand from my face with my forearm. - (Rogue of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #1)

I smiled to myself. Then I continued on my way, wondering why I had purchased so strange an item as a body chain, a form of jewelry obviously designed for the body of a female slave. I Hurry to the Sales Barn of Lysander. I Have a Close Call in the Tavern of Tasdron; I Hurry to the Sales Barn of Lysander "Are there any more challengers?" I asked, wiping the sweat and sand from my face with my forearm. I had tallied my resources, prior to coming to the tavern of Tasdron, off the avenue of Lycurgus, and found them to amount to only seventy copper tarsks, including five tarsks which I had happily, and unexpectedly, received, the captain being a good fellow, for acting as an oarsman from Fina to the vicinity of Victoria. I did not know how much a slave might go for in the market of Lysander, but I wished to have enough to be confident that I could bid realistically and effectively on one item of merchandise, should it be offered to the public. I spit down into the sand. - (Rogue of Gor)