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There, slumped in a marble chair, was an indolent figure, yet indolent as is the satisfied beast of prey. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #324)

"Three hundred and ten!" announced the Slaver who wore upon his shoulder the sign of Tyros. The auctioneer looked into the crowd. "Is not Samos," he asked, "First Slaver of Port Kar with us this evening?" All eyes turned to one of the boxes near the front of the block. There, slumped in a marble chair, was an indolent figure, yet indolent as is the satisfied beast of prey. About his left shoulder he wore the knotted ropes of Port Kar; his garment was simple, dark, closely woven; the hood was thrown back revealing a broad, wide head, close-cropped white hair; the face was red from windburn and salt; it was wrinkled and lined, cracked like leather; in his ears there were two small golden rings; in him I sensed power, experience, intelligence, cruelty; I felt in him the presence of the carnivore, at the moment not inclined to hunt, or kill. "He is," said the man. This Slaver had not yet made a bid. - (Assassin of Gor)