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"Five hundred and forty gold pieces!" cried the rich man of Ar, and the crowd cheered its approval of the bid. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #374)

I would not admit to myself, even in speculation, that such a fate might befall the helpless prizes now upon the block of Ar, years of miserable, unrelieved servitude, to live at the beck and call of masters among the most cruel of Gor, existing only to give pleasure to one to whom they would be always nothing, only slave. "I do not choose now to bid," said Samos, First Slaver of Port Kar. The auctioneer smiled and bowed low. "Five hundred and forty gold pieces!" cried the rich man of Ar, and the crowd cheered its approval of the bid. Then there was silence. "I am offered five hundred and forty gold pieces for these hot-blooded barbarian beauties," called the auctioneer, "only five hundred and forty gold pieces for this exquisite set of animals, in prime condition and superbly trained to tantalize you, to torment you, to drive you wild with pleasure! Do I hear more? Come now, gentle brothers and sisters of Ar, when again will such superb creatures be yours to ensteel for only a paltry sum of golden coin!" There was laughter from the crowd. "Five hundred and forty-five," growled the Slaver from Tyros. - (Assassin of Gor)