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How did I know what might lie before me in that dark, quiet passage? As I hesitated for that moment, I became aware of a motion inside the passage, which gradually became a white-clad rather short, rotund figure. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #45)

Throaty growls menaced me, and an occasional paw, the claws extended, was lifted, but the beasts made no effort now to pull against the grim, jewel-set collars which bound them. I had not long to wait for only a few moments later, perhaps no more than ten Gorean Ihn, a section of stone rolled silently back and upward revealing a rock passage beyond of perhaps some eight feet square. I hesitated, for how did I know but that the chains of the larls might be loosed once I was between them. How did I know what might lie before me in that dark, quiet passage? As I hesitated for that moment, I became aware of a motion inside the passage, which gradually became a white-clad rather short, rotund figure. To my amazement a man stepped from the passage, blinking against the sun. He was clad in a white robe, somewhat resembling those of the Initiates. He wore sandals. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)