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Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)

In the morning talmits would be awarded personally by the hand of Svein Blue Tooth. - (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #65)
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10 65 In the View more quotes about morning">morning talmits would be awarded personally by the hand of Svein Blue Tooth.

Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)

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10 62 There are various forms of ball game enjoyed by the men of Torvaldsland; some use bats, or paddles; in the winter, one such game, quite popular, is played, men running and slipping about, on ice; whether there is any remote connection between this game and ice hockey, I do not know; it is, however, ancient in Torvaldsland; Torvald himself, in the sagas, is said to have been skilled at it.
10 63 Ivar Forkbeard, or Thorgeir of Ax Glacier, as we might call him, had won, all told, counting the swimming talmit, six talmits.
10 64 He was much pleased.
10 65 In the morning talmits would be awarded personally by the hand of Svein Blue Tooth.
10 66 "Let us, this afternoon," said Ivar Forkbeard, "give ourselves to strolling".
10 67 That seemed to me not a bad idea, unless a better might have been to flee for our lives.
10 68 In the morning we might find ourselves chained at the foot of cauldrons of boiling tharlarion oil.
There are various forms of ball game enjoyed by the men of Torvaldsland; some use bats, or paddles; in the winter, one such game, quite popular, is played, men running and slipping about, on ice; whether there is any remote connection between this game and ice hockey, I do not know; it is, however, ancient in Torvaldsland; Torvald himself, in the sagas, is said to have been skilled at it. Ivar Forkbeard, or Thorgeir of Ax Glacier, as we might call him, had won, all told, counting the swimming talmit, six talmits. He was much pleased. In the morning talmits would be awarded personally by the hand of Svein Blue Tooth. "Let us, this afternoon," said Ivar Forkbeard, "give ourselves to strolling". That seemed to me not a bad idea, unless a better might have been to flee for our lives. In the morning we might find ourselves chained at the foot of cauldrons of boiling tharlarion oil. - (Marauders of Gor)