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Book 36. (1 results) Avengers of Gor (Individual Quote)

"How is it then," asked Thurnock, "that this scrawny verr, clad in filthy rags, perhaps ill fed, is still here, not slain, not chained like a girl, not carried off for the benches or quarries?" "I fled, large one," said Aktis. - (Avengers of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #11)
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2 11 "How is it then," View more quotes about asked">asked Thurnock, "that this scrawny verr, clad in filthy rags, perhaps ill fed, is still here, not slain, not chained like a girl, not carried off for the benches or quarries?" "I fled, large one," said Aktis.

Book 36. (7 results) Avengers of Gor (Context Quote)

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2 8 "As we feared," I said, "the pomerium of Nicosia was recently, illicitly, crossed".
2 9 "Those we seek, the intruders, have struck," said Thurnock.
2 10 "With blades, fire, and chains," I said.
2 11 "How is it then," asked Thurnock, "that this scrawny verr, clad in filthy rags, perhaps ill fed, is still here, not slain, not chained like a girl, not carried off for the benches or quarries?" "I fled, large one," said Aktis.
2 12 "Why, small one?" asked Thurnock.
2 13 "At the time it seemed the thing to do," said Aktis.
2 14 Aktis was not a small man, but Thurnock was unusually large, a boulder of a man, with arms like oars.
"As we feared," I said, "the pomerium of Nicosia was recently, illicitly, crossed". "Those we seek, the intruders, have struck," said Thurnock. "With blades, fire, and chains," I said. "How is it then," asked Thurnock, "that this scrawny verr, clad in filthy rags, perhaps ill fed, is still here, not slain, not chained like a girl, not carried off for the benches or quarries?" "I fled, large one," said Aktis. "Why, small one?" asked Thurnock. "At the time it seemed the thing to do," said Aktis. Aktis was not a small man, but Thurnock was unusually large, a boulder of a man, with arms like oars. - (Avengers of Gor)