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I could not place the difference, yet it seemed there was something in him or about him that set him apart from the other members of his caste. - (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #24)

In the next flash of lightning I saw the white robes of an Initiate, the shaven head and the sad eyes of one of the Blessed Caste, servants it is said of the Priest-Kings themselves. He stood with his arms in his robe, tall on the road, watching me. Somehow this man seemed different to me from the other Initiates I had met on Gor. I could not place the difference, yet it seemed there was something in him or about him that set him apart from the other members of his caste. He might have been any other Initiate, yet he was not. There was nothing extraordinary about him, unless perhaps it was a brow somewhat more lofty than is common, eyes that might have looked on sights few men had seen. The thought struck me that I, Tarl of Ko-ro-ba, a mortal, here in the night on this road, might be looking upon the face of a Priest-King. - (Outlaw of Gor)