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Who could be safe? Who could be sure the storm would not fall upon them? Doubtless probabilities suggested that one's own village would be spared, but what if it were not? Xanthos and I made our way to several villages, and soon, abetted by others recruited along the way to our cause, our message, our summons and solicitation, was conveyed to many other villages. - (Avengers of Gor, Chapter 48, Sentence #15)

Given the fair, that seemed the best point from which to initiate an insurgence. The attack on Nicosia and other villages had already produced outrage, and made clear the menace posed by organized, unchecked marauders. Danger was obvious, distant perhaps but real. Who could be safe? Who could be sure the storm would not fall upon them? Doubtless probabilities suggested that one's own village would be spared, but what if it were not? Xanthos and I made our way to several villages, and soon, abetted by others recruited along the way to our cause, our message, our summons and solicitation, was conveyed to many other villages. Two incidents, considered, helped to stir thought, one, the destruction of the large, prosperous village of Seleukos on Thera itself made it clear that little, if anything, might deter the marauders. What could stand against their skills and numbers? Desperation, ugly and gloomy, fell like unlit, unwelcome night. Did not shadows encroach even upon Home Stones? And Cos remained inert, indifferent, disinterested, perhaps even intimidated by the marauders, perhaps even in league with them. - (Avengers of Gor)