Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
15
71
For what seemed an interminable hour, I waited in the dark interior of the tent.
15
72
At last the weary figure of Kazrak, helmet in hand, bent down to enter the tent.
15
73
I waited, not speaking, in the shadows.
15
74
He came through the opening, dropped his helmet on the sleeping mat, and began to unsling his sword.
15
75
Still I would not speak, not while he controlled a weapon; unfortunately, the first thing a Gorean warrior is likely to do to the stranger in his tent is kill him, the second is to find out who he is.
15
76
I saw the spark of Kazrak's fire-maker, and I felt the flush of friendship as I saw his features briefly outlined in the glow.
15
77
He lit the small hanging tent lamp, a wick set in a copper bowl of tharlarion oil, and in its flickering light turned to the sleeping mat.
For what seemed an interminable hour, I waited in the dark interior of the tent.
At last the weary figure of Kazrak, helmet in hand, bent down to enter the tent.
I waited, not speaking, in the shadows.
He came through the opening, dropped his helmet on the sleeping mat, and began to unsling his sword.
Still I would not speak, not while he controlled a weapon; unfortunately, the first thing a Gorean warrior is likely to do to the stranger in his tent is kill him, the second is to find out who he is.
I saw the spark of Kazrak's fire-maker, and I felt the flush of friendship as I saw his features briefly outlined in the glow.
He lit the small hanging tent lamp, a wick set in a copper bowl of tharlarion oil, and in its flickering light turned to the sleeping mat.
- (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter )