Book 1. (1 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 10 | 8 | A bejeweled, curtained View more quotes about platform">platform slung between the slow, swaying bodies of two of the broad tharlarions appeared. |
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Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 10 | 5 | It is a part of the kinship of Gorean warriors regardless of what city it is to which they owe their allegiance. |
| 10 | 6 | It is a matter of caste, an expression of respect for those who share their station and profession, having nothing to do with cities or Home Stones. |
| 10 | 7 | As I stood tensely, ringed by the lances of the caravan guards, the wall of tharlarions parted to allow the approach of Mintar, of the Merchant Caste. |
| 10 | 8 | A bejeweled, curtained platform slung between the slow, swaying bodies of two of the broad tharlarions appeared. |
| 10 | 9 | The beasts were halted by their strap-master, and after some seconds the curtains parted. |
| 10 | 10 | Seated inside on several pillows of tasseled silk was a mammoth toad of a man, whose head was as round as a tarn's egg, the eyes nearly lost in the folds of fat, pocked skin. |
| 10 | 11 | A slender straggling wisp of hair dropped languidly from the fat chin. |
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It is a part of the kinship of Gorean warriors regardless of what city it is to which they owe their allegiance.
It is a matter of caste, an expression of respect for those who share their station and profession, having nothing to do with cities or Home Stones.
As I stood tensely, ringed by the lances of the caravan guards, the wall of tharlarions parted to allow the approach of Mintar, of the Merchant Caste.
A bejeweled, curtained platform slung between the slow, swaying bodies of two of the broad tharlarions appeared.
The beasts were halted by their strap-master, and after some seconds the curtains parted.
Seated inside on several pillows of tasseled silk was a mammoth toad of a man, whose head was as round as a tarn's egg, the eyes nearly lost in the folds of fat, pocked skin.
A slender straggling wisp of hair dropped languidly from the fat chin.
- (Tarnsman of Gor)