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Book 16. (1 results) Guardsman of Gor (Individual Quote)

They were too squat and sluggish; their holds were too large; their lines were clumsy; they were too slow, too unresponsive to their helms; they seemed little other than fat merchantmen, fit less for war than for the placid transportation of weighty cargoes. - (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #143)
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5 143 They were too squat and sluggish; their holds were too View more quotes about large">large; their lines were clumsy; they were too slow, too unresponsive to their helms; they seemed little other than fat merchantmen, fit less for war than for the placid transportation of weighty cargoes.

Book 16. (7 results) Guardsman of Gor (Context Quote)

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5 140 Their ships are undermanned!" To be sure we had noted, earlier, the wreckage of at least four of the ships of Ar's Station, including two of her heavy-class galleys, the Tullia and the Publia.
5 141 It seemed to me not unlikely that others of her galleys, as well, might by now have met a similar fate.
5 142 It was not clear to me why Ar's Station had resorted to such vessels as she had.
5 143 They were too squat and sluggish; their holds were too large; their lines were clumsy; they were too slow, too unresponsive to their helms; they seemed little other than fat merchantmen, fit less for war than for the placid transportation of weighty cargoes.
5 144 Did Ar's Station truly think to match such swollen, ponderous freighters against the swift, sleek menace of the Voskjard's warships? And to aggravate the situation the ships of Ar's Station seemed undermanned.
5 145 What luscious fruit they must seem for picking.
5 146 How attractive, how inviting, they must appear to the predators of the Voskjard! A mighty rock, then, suddenly, not more than ten feet from my bench, plummeted through our deck, splintering the wood upward, exploding it upward, in a shower of sharpened fragments.
Their ships are undermanned!" To be sure we had noted, earlier, the wreckage of at least four of the ships of Ar's Station, including two of her heavy-class galleys, the Tullia and the Publia. It seemed to me not unlikely that others of her galleys, as well, might by now have met a similar fate. It was not clear to me why Ar's Station had resorted to such vessels as she had. They were too squat and sluggish; their holds were too large; their lines were clumsy; they were too slow, too unresponsive to their helms; they seemed little other than fat merchantmen, fit less for war than for the placid transportation of weighty cargoes. Did Ar's Station truly think to match such swollen, ponderous freighters against the swift, sleek menace of the Voskjard's warships? And to aggravate the situation the ships of Ar's Station seemed undermanned. What luscious fruit they must seem for picking. How attractive, how inviting, they must appear to the predators of the Voskjard! A mighty rock, then, suddenly, not more than ten feet from my bench, plummeted through our deck, splintering the wood upward, exploding it upward, in a shower of sharpened fragments. - (Guardsman of Gor)