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Without taking his eyes off me he unclasped his cloak and handed it to a fellow, a fellow garbed as he was, in the yellow livery of what I would come to recognize as that of Lord Okimoto's retinue. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #85)

"Rutilius of Ar!" The men who were crowded about then parted, and stepped back, clearing a space on the deck. I removed my cloak, setting it aside, on the rail. The man identified as Rutilius of Ar then stood at the edge of a circle, some feet of cleared space between us. Without taking his eyes off me he unclasped his cloak and handed it to a fellow, a fellow garbed as he was, in the yellow livery of what I would come to recognize as that of Lord Okimoto's retinue. I saw nothing of Lord Okimoto himself. Perhaps the morning's work of Seremides was of little interest to him, the outcome being a foregone conclusion, or perhaps, merely, he did not care to share, or dabble in, the pleasures of his subordinates. I wondered if Lord Okimoto had instructed Seremides that survivors were to be put to the sword. - (Mariners of Gor)