Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 10 | 279 | Only the most View more quotes about beautiful">beautiful were eligible, and only the most beautiful of these could be chosen. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 10 | 276 | One by one, clad in the proud arrays of resplendent silks, each in the Robes of Concealment, the damsels of Turia, veiled and straight-standing, emerged from their palanquins, scarcely concealing their distaste for the noise and clamor about them. |
| 10 | 277 | Judges were now circulating, each with lists, among the Wagon Peoples and the Turians. |
| 10 | 278 | As I knew, not just any girl, any more than just any warrior, could participate in the games of Love War. |
| 10 | 279 | Only the most beautiful were eligible, and only the most beautiful of these could be chosen. |
| 10 | 280 | 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. |
| 10 | 281 | Only the most beautiful of the most beautiful could stand in this harsh sport. |
| 10 | 282 | 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. |
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One by one, clad in the proud arrays of resplendent silks, each in the Robes of Concealment, the damsels of Turia, veiled and straight-standing, emerged from their palanquins, scarcely concealing their distaste for the noise and clamor about them.
Judges were now circulating, each with lists, among the Wagon Peoples and the Turians.
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.
- (Nomads of Gor)