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I had come into an area of the delta where I was not welcome, into a territory that must be claimed by some small community, doubtless, of rence growers. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #101)

The dried bosk meat in the tin, and the bread with it, yellow Sa-Tarna bread, now stale, was almost gone. Then I stopped short, for tied to a rence plant before me now was a sheaf of red cloth. I then knew that the two pieces of cloth I had encountered earlier had not been simple trail marks but boundary signs, warnings. I had come into an area of the delta where I was not welcome, into a territory that must be claimed by some small community, doubtless, of rence growers. The rence growers, in spite of the value of their product, and the value of articles taken in exchange for it, and the protection of the marshes, and the rence and fish which give them ample sustenance, do not have an easy life. Not only must they fear the marsh sharks and the carnivorous eels which frequent the lower delta, not to mention the various species of aggressive water tharlarion and the winged, monstrous, hissing, predatory Ul, but they must fear, perhaps most of all, men, and of these, most of all, the men of Port Kar. As I have mentioned, Port Kar claims the suzerainty of the delta. - (Raiders of Gor)