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So let us suppose these mighty species, to whom we were aliens, and of little independent interest, had arrived at an agreement, that we were to be the dice in their dark game, the dice to be cast on the mat of a world. - (Rebels of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #80)

Accordingly, it was surmised, at least by some, that a wager had been made, with humans the cast dice on which the fate of the surface of a world might hang. If the dice fell in favor of the bestial Kurii, the Priest-Kings would surrender to their intrusion and habitation the surface of their world, and should the dice fall in favor of the Priest-Kings, the Kurii would withdraw to their steel worlds, to live in peace, or seek another star. I had no idea whether or not these speculations were grounded in reality, or were no more than the arrant conjectures of an ignorant few who were, perhaps, as little aware of the springs and engines on which the world turned as the grazing tabuk feeding in the meadows, the sheltering wood nearby, or, within that forest, the stolid tarsk turning the soil with its tusks, digging for roots. So let us suppose these mighty species, to whom we were aliens, and of little independent interest, had arrived at an agreement, that we were to be the dice in their dark game, the dice to be cast on the mat of a world. First, how might the dice be balanced; how might they be more equally weighted? The forces of Yamada were large and disciplined, both on the land and sea. They were largely in control of the resources of the crucial islands. Victory sat upon their banners. - (Rebels of Gor)