Results Details

"It is very loud, is it not," had asked Thurnock, "the music, the cheering, and all?" "Quite," I had said, being shoved about somewhat, as a fellow squeezed by, intent on getting more to the front of the crowd. - (Avengers of Gor, Chapter 59, Sentence #150)

The gong, sharply, rang again. "The slave! Where is the slave?" demanded Glaukos, the voice angry, half muffled, coming from behind the door. Thurnock, Clitus, and I, then, the slave beside me, conducted, bent over in leading position, made our way toward the door from behind which had come the sound of the gong and the voice of Glaukos, proprietor of the tavern, The Living Island. "It is very loud, is it not," had asked Thurnock, "the music, the cheering, and all?" "Quite," I had said, being shoved about somewhat, as a fellow squeezed by, intent on getting more to the front of the crowd. "Too noisy," said Thurnock. "Parades are seldom quiet, sedate affairs," I assured him. "It is not every day," said a fellow near me, "that the fleet of the notorious Bosk of Port Kar is sunk and its very commander, the cruel and monstrous Bosk of Port Kar himself, is apprehended". - (Avengers of Gor)