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Cookies and Lolipops

It has come to my attention time and time again, that slaves think there is equality in Gor and being Mastered. In the books every slave had her heart broken, was beaten, abused, used, sold, tossed aside, ignored, and yet they always turned out amazing slaves for those who they finally ended up with.

Do you think that a slave can be a slave, truly, deeply, completely, if she never undergoes this? How can she yearn and need so badly if she has no clue what the bad even feels like.
Stop claiming broken, beaten, and abused like it's so horrible. Yes, it feels like shit, but without that heartache and pain you will never appreciate the good of slavery, and you will never give yourself over.

I'm sure I've broken alot of hearts, but it's not purposely. It happens, it is part of Gor, and everyone needs to realize that it happens and it only makes a slave that much better for the next. For Masters are also seeking their second half, and we are just, or should be, strong enough to move on to find it.

Au Productions

Au Productions is now in business. We are looking for Models that are willing to do bikini modeling and specializing in biker photos too. So if you want to be published feel free to visit me in the Crack Den or email me at rahnau at comcast.net

Deadend Sucks

As you may have heard I have been banned from Deadend for actually roleplaying and for pissing off Jacobi in IM's. I find it most ammusing that they actually banned a roleplayer. Deadend must not be looking for roleplay now a days.

The fight with Jacobi started after he said no killling in Deadend, which isnt even stated in their rules as of May, 2009.

I roleplayed beating a girl with a baseball bat. She was above the busted knuckle and asked to leave several times. Then i came up to her with a bat and Damion came up to her with a knife. Asked her to leave again before the bat started swinging. She was being an idiot and not even roleplaying what was going on. They however claim it was god modding. But Alas its the Golden rule the one with gold makes there rules and even breaks them, its their sim its their call.

A police officer was near by and I thought it would be good roleplay,(( imagine that)), to carry a body out of the busted knuckle, I could of gotten arrested and put in jail. Imagine that, actually roleplaying consequences, but no, it seems Jacobi is more into being powerful then being an adminsitrator of roleplay.

So it looks like Rahn wont be coming back to Deadend, which is silly since its so easy to make an alt and screw with Jacobi night and day with good RP, but I actually dont have time to do that and what fun would it be since Jacobi doesnt even understand roleplay or even the Sim rules he is suppposed to administrate. He is a tool. Sadly its just not worth my time.

As Rebels you have the right to roleplay where ever you want. However I would advise you to be careful when a sim doesnt even follow its own rules.

Rahn Au

Tancred's Landing

I have been in Tancred's Landing for a bit maybe 6 months, moved from Minus with the Admin Bryantt and Viv. The community is really coming together. I urge anyone to come visit and say hi.

Favorite Gorean Quote

For example, it is common for a master to force his girl to speak at length and in detail to him of the secret sides of her nature, explaining and elaborating on her fantasies: if she is literate, she may be forced, naked, collared, on her knees at a small table, sometimes with her ankles shackled, to write them out; this supplies the master, of course, with abundant materials which may be used by him to make her further and more helplessly his;

Tribesman of Gor

Tahari Camp

My My My

sometimes a picture is worth a trillion words......

Biker Rules

Women and the Outlaw Biker

Outlaw motorcycle gangs are male dominated and highly chauvinistic. Women are treated as playthings and property. Women are generally victimized by forcing them into prostitution or street level drug traffickers, and quite often physically and sexually abused. In the outlaw biker's society women are bought, sold, traded or given away within the club.

Selling drugs in the mid 1960's teaches the outlaw biker the basics of supply and demand. When they learn men pay to rent the empty space between a woman's leg, they put their women to work. In the violent, profit-oriented society inhabited by the outlaw biker, that's all a woman is - a hole, a piece of property to rent or trade.

Women take up with outlaw bikers for different reasons: some are hungry, some need a warm place to stay, and others feel safe in a crowd. While outlaw bikers abduct and rape many women, most attach themselves voluntarily to the club and everything it stands for - drugs, alcohol, parties, fast bikes and cars, cheap thrills and sex. Horny women want endless sex every way it comes, the club becomes their outlet. Rebellious teenagers who strike back at their parents numb their minds with drugs and screw their brains out on the clubhouse floor. Bored business women take a walk on the wild side with macho men who lead dangerous, exiting lives. Women without education become somebody when they attach themselves to respected and feared outlaw bikers. Shiftless girls like the freedom from responsibility. The unloved and homeless confuse sex with affection and cherish the arms that hold them.

A woman's main value to an outlaw biker, aside from sexualgratification is daily income. She must give all her money to her old man. Bikers put their women to work in massage parlors, topless bars, cocktail lounges and strip clubs. Most are covers for prostitution. Prostitution is the bikers' most lucrative source of income after drugs.

Another area where the women are used effectively is intelligence gathering. They will go into the community and take jobs at city, county and state offices where they have access to blank birth certificates, drivers licenses and other useful documentations. Other areas of employment the women will seek is that of police records clerk, telephone operators, employees in welfare offices and position within prison institutions. They will even sleep with cops to compromise them or gather intelligence. Women of motorcycle gangs mainly fall into three categories:
Mama or SheepA mama is the sexual equivalent of a public well. Anyone can dip into her, at any time, as often as he wants. These are woman who belong to the club at large. They belong to every member and are expected to consent to the sexual desires of anyone at anytime. They perform menial task around the clubhouse, however do not attend club meetings. Some clubs permit these women to wear .. colors" with the inscription "Property of (club name)", embroidered on the back.

Old Lady
These are the wives or steady girlfriends of club members. An old lady is the property of one biker and can't be used or abused by other club members. An old lady is not a club member and like sheep are not permitted to attend club meetings. They also will in some clubs wear "Property of" colors; however, with the name of the biker she belongs to on the bottom rocker.
BroadA female who's sole use is being used as a sexual object. This would be similar to the way most men view one night stands. A common method of bikers is to pick up a female hitchhiker, gang rapes her and then toss her aside.

Women are always helping the outlaw biker to get ahead. An example - several Hell's Angels have their old ladies turn tricks in topless bars in North and South Carolina. The bars are near military bases and the old ladies get all the weapons the club needs. The Cleveland Chapter got three light antitank weapons (LAW) rockets through their old ladies. Other chapters have gotten .45 caliber pistols and hand grenades from their women

The Sardar Fairs on Gor Four Sardar Fairs
Four great fairs are held during the Gorean year (it is not a permanent fair)Fair of En'KaraIt was not far to the fair of En`Kara, one of the four great fairs held in the shadow of the Sardar during the Gorean year, BeastsMonth names differ, unfortunately, from city to city, but, among the civilized cities, there are four months, associated with the equinoxes and solstices, and the great fairs at the Sardar, which do have common names, the months of En- 'Kara, or En'Kara-Lar-Torvis; En'Var, or En'var-Lar-Torvis; Se'Kara, or Se'Kara-Lar-Torvis; and Se'Var, or Se'Var-Lar- Torvis. AssassinsThe Fair of Se'Var in autumnThese men of Tharna, mostly small tradesmen in silver, had come for the autumn fair, the fair of Se`Var, which was just being set up at the time of the gravitational lessening. I remained with them, accepting their hospitality, while going out to meet various delegations from different cities, as they came to the Sardar for the fair. Priest KingsDescription of the Sardar Fairs
The Fairs cover several square pasangsThe district of the fair covered several square pasangs. It was very beautiful at night.BeastsDirt "streets" between the rows of tents and boothsIt had rained in the night, and the streets of the fair were muddy.The Sardar fairs are organized, regulated and administered by the Merchant Caste.BeastsLike the cities, the booths of castes are together, making a "street of pottery" and a "street of coins" and so onI turned down one of the muddy streets, making my way between booths featuring the wares of pottery and weavers. It seemed to me that if 1 could find the fair's street of coins, that the makers of odds might well have set their tables there. It was, at any rate, a sensible thought."Where is the street of coins?" I asked a fellow, in the tunic of the tarnkeepers."Of which city?" he asked."My thanks," I said, and continued on. The fairs are large, covering several square pasangs. BeastsLong central avenueTents, booths, stalls, pavillions, stockadesIt was not far to the fair of En`Kara, one of the four great fairs held in the shadow of the Sardar during the Gorean year, and I soon walked slowly down the long central avenue between the tents, the booths and stalls, the pavilions and stockades of the fair, BeastsSize of the Fairs
The Fairs cover several square pasangs, and appear to be huge since several times we read of someone asking "Where is....?""Where are the merchant tables," I asked a fellow from Torvaldsland, with braided blond hair and shaggy jacket, eating on a roast hock of tarsk, "where the odds on the Kaissa matches are being given?""I do not know," he said. Beasts"Where are the slave markets?" he asked."There are many," I said. ..."The nearest," I told the fellow from Torvaldsland, pointing down a corridor between pavilions and booths, "lies some quarter of a pasang in that direction, beyond the booths of the rug merchants. The largest, on the other hand, the platforms of slave exhibition and the great sales pavilion, lie to your left, two pasangs away, beyond the smithies and the chain shops." Beasts"Where are the platforms of Tenalion of Ar?" I asked a man. They had been his property.The fellow pointed to the two hundreds. ...In the two hundreds Tenalion's platforms were numbered from two hundred and forty through two hundred and eighty, inclusive.BeastsThousands in the crowds at the FairsI looked out over the crowds. Thousands were at the fair of the Sardar.My chances of finding one man in that crowd, and one who knew I searched for him, would be negligible. BeastsFunctions of the Sardar Fairs
Buying and selling of goods is important in gorean economy"The markets of the Sardar fairs are large and important ones in the Gorean economy." BeastsNot permitted to fight, kill, or enslave within perimeters of the FairBuying and selling of merchandise is a main function of the Fairs"Indeed, one might buy slaves here and there, publicly and privately, at many places in the Fair of En'Kara, one of the four great annual fairs at the Sardar. It is not permitted to fight, or kill, or enslave within the perimeters of the fairs, but there is no prohibition against the buying and selling of merchandise within those precincts; indeed, one of the main functions of the fairs, if not their main function, was to facilitate the buying and selling of goods; the slave, of course, is goods. BeastsWide variety of goods from all over Gor are for sale at the FairsMany are the objects for sale at the fair. I passed among wines and textiles and raw wool, silks, and brocades, copperware and glazed pottery, carpets and tapestries, lumber, furs, hides, salt, arms and arrows, saddles and harness, rings and bracelets and necklaces, belts and sandals, lamps and oils, medicines and meats and grains, animals such as the fierce tarns, Gor’s winged mounts, and tharlarions, her domesticated lizards, and long chains of miserable slaves, both male and female. BeastsCaste conventions are held at the Sardar Fairs - members meet and exchange ideasMerchant Law is drafted and stabilizedGorean language becomes standardizedPolitical NegotiationsPeace, war and arrangements & treaties are determined during the truce of the Fairs in a great pavillionThe fairs, too, however, have many other functions. For example, they serve as a scene of caste conventions, and as loci for the sharing of discoveries and research. It is here, for example, that physicians, and builders and artisans may meet and exchange ideas and techniques. It is here that Merchant Law is drafted and stabilized. it is here that songs are performed, and song dramas. Poets and musicians, and jugglers and magicians, vie for the attention of the crowds. Here one finds peddlers and great merchants. Some sell trinkets and others the notes of cities. It is here that the Gorean language tends to become standardized. These fairs constitute truce grounds. Men of warring cities may meet here without fear. Political negotiation and intrigue are rampant, too, generally secretly so, at the fairs. Peace and war, and arrangements and treaties, are not unoften determined in a pavilion within the precincts of the fairs. BeastsCastes gather & share information"Members of castes such as Physicians and Builders use the fairs for the dissemination of information and techniques among Caste Brothers, as is prescribed in their codes in spite of the fact that their respective cities may be hostile. And as might be expected members of the Caste of Scribes gather here to enter into dispute and examine and trade manuscripts." Priest KingsTrade disputes between cities are settled through contests"Make way! Make way!" laughed the brawny young fellow. He had a naked girl over his shoulder, bound hand and foot. He had won her in Girl Catch, in a contest to decide a trade dispute between two small cities, Ven and Rarn, the former a river port on the Vosk, the second noted for its copper mining, lying southeast of Tharna. BeastsCommon ground to resolve territorial & commercial disputes without loss of honor"It is little wonder then that the cities of Gor support and welcome the fairs. Sometimes they provide a common ground on which territorial and commercial disputes may be amicably resolved without loss of honor, plenipotentiaries of warring cities having apparently met by accident among the silken pavilions." Priest KingsContests held at the Sardar Fairs
Contests held at the fairs do not involve weaponsThe contests I mentioned which take place at the fairs are, as would be expected, peaceable, or I should say, at least do not involve contests of arms. Indeed it is considered a crime against the Priest-Kings to bloody one’s weapons at the fairs. The Priest-Kings, I might note, seem to be more tolerant of bloodshed in other localities.WrestlingRacingFeats of strengthSkill with bow and spearContests between poets and chorusesThe contests at the fairs, however, I am pleased to say, offer nothing more dangerous than wrestling, with no holds to the death permitted. Most of the contests involve such things as racing, feats of strength, and skill with bow and spear. Other contests of interest pit choruses and poets and players of various cities against one another in the several theaters of the fair. I had a friend once, Andreas of the desert city of Tor, of the Caste of Poets, who had once sung at the fair and won a cap filled with gold. And perhaps it is hardly necessary to add that the streets of the fair abound with jugglers, puppeteers, musicians and acrobats who, far from the theaters, compete in their ancient fashions for the copper tarn disks of the broiling, turbulent crowds. BeastsThe Pavillion at the Sardar Fairs
Gigantic sales pavillion where slaves are soldBlue and yellow silk Surrounded by aised platforms outside, displaying slaves for saleI turned my steps toward the main market. I would look at the goods on the long wooden platforms. Perhaps I would buy a girl for the night and sell her in the morning.In a few minutes I saw the silken summit of the gigantic sales pavilion, its pennons fluttering, its blue and yellow silk billowing in the wind.I saw male slaves thrusting a cart filled with quarry stones. It left deep tracks in the rain-softened earth.I smelled verr, closed in shallow pens, more than a pasang away. The air was clear and sparkling.I came to the great sales pavilion, but it was now roped off and quiet. There was much activity, and bustle, however, among the platforms. Here and there slaves were being thrown food.BeastsHundreds of raised platforms at Fairs, rented to slaversI mingled with the crowds among the platforms. There are hundreds of such platforms, long, raised about a foot from the ground, far more than one could easily examine in a day's browsing. They are rented to individual slavers, who, reserving them before the fairs, would rent one or more, or several, depending on their riches and the numbers of their stock. Small signs fixed on the platforms identify the flesh merchant, such as 'These are the girls of Sorb of Turia' or 'These slaves are owned by Tenalion of Ar'. BeastsSales in the Pavillion take place at nightLit by torchesSales take place at night in the pavillion, from a sawdust-strewn block, under the light of torches, but girls may also be sold directly from the platforms. Indeed, many girls are sold from the platforms. Given the number of girls at the fair, and the fact that new ones are constantly being brought to the platforms, it is impractical to hope to market them all from the block. It is just not feasible. At the end of every fair there are always some hundreds of girls left unsold. These are usually sold in groups at wholesale prices In sales restricted to professional slavers, who will transport them to other markets, to dispose of them there. Beasts"Where are the new slaves?" asked one man of another."They are on the western platforms," said the respondent. Those platforms are commonly used for processing and organization. Girls are not often sold from them. They wait there, usually, when they are brought in, before they are conducted to their proper platforms, those on which they will be displayed, those having been rented in advance by their masters. BeastsA tarsk bit to enter the pavillionThe sales in the pavillion would already have begun. "Buy these girls! Buy these girls!" I heard, as I made my way between the platforms toward the pavilion. "Buy me, Master!" called a girl, with long dark hair, naked, lying on her side on one of the darkly varnished platforms, her body hail covered with chains bound about her."A tarsk bit to enter, Master," said a slaver's man at the entrance to the pavilion.I handed him a tarsk bit from my pouch, and pushed through the canvas.My nostrils flared, my blood moved now faster in my veins. There is something charged and exhilarating about a slave market, the color, the movement, the excitement of the crowds, the bidding, the intensity, the lovely women being sold. BeastsThe Amphitheater at the Sardar Fairs
Huge sloping, semicircular amphitheaterI climbed on the tier and stood. I could now see, in the robes of the players, Scormus of Ar, the fiery, young champion of Ar. He was with a party of the men of Ar. The table with the board was set in the center of the stage, at the foot of the huge, sloping, semicircular amphitheater. It seemed small and far away. BeastsAmphitheater is used for kaissa matches, poet readings, pageants, song dramas Centius of Cos walked to the edge of the stone stage, some five feet above the pit, and lifted his hand to the crowd. He smiled.The amphitheater, of course, is used for more than Kaissa. It is also used for such things as the readings of poets, the presentations of choral arrangements, the staging of pageants and the performances of song dramas. Indeed, generally the great amphitheater is not used for Kaissa, and the Sardar matches are played in shallow fields, before lengthy sloping tiers, set into the sides of small hills, many matches being conducted simultaneously, a large vertical board behind each table serving to record the movements of the pieces and correspond to the current position. The movements of the pieces are chalked on the left side of the board, in order; the main portion of the board consists of a representation of the Kaissa board and young players, in apprenticeship to masters, move pieces upon it; one has thus before oneself both a record of the moves made to that point and a graphic representation of the current state of the game. The movements are chalked, too, incidentally, by the young players. The official scoring is kept by a team of three officials, at least one of which must be of the caste of players. These men sit at a table near the table of play. Games are adjudicated, when capture of Home Stone does not occur, by a team of five judges, each of which must be a member of the caste of players, and three of which must play at the level of master. BeastsForty foot high board records the movements of the kaissa game for the crowd Behind them, more than forty feet high, and fifty feet wide, was a great vertical board. On this board, dominating it, there was a giant representation of a Kaissa board. On it, on their pegs, hung the pieces in their initial positions. On this board those in the audience would follow the game. To the left of the board were two columns, vertical, one for yellow, one for red, where the moves, as they took place, would be recorded. There were similar boards, though smaller, at various places about the fair, where men who could not afford the fee to enter the amphitheater might stand and watch the progress of play. Messengers at the back of the amphitheater, coming and going, delivered the moves to these various boards. BeastsThe Public Tents at the Sardar Fairs
Public tents are set up for those coming to one of the Fairs to sleep inFive copper tarsks rents furs and a place in the tentMeals are not served in the tentsIn a few minutes I had come to the area of the public tents, and there was there no difficulty in determining where the Kaissa lines were to be found. There were dozens of tables, and the lines were long at each.I would stay in one of the public tents tonight. For five copper tarsks one may rent furs and a place in the tent. It is expensive, but it is, after all, En'Kara and the time of the fair. In such tents it is not unusual for peasants to lie crowded, side by side, with captains and merchants. During En'Kara, at the Fair, many of the distinctions among men and castes are forgotten.Unfortunately meals are not served in the tents. For the price it seems one should banquet. This lack, however, is supplied by numerous public kitchens and tables. These are scattered throughout the district of the fair. Also there are vendors. BeastsPaga and wines are served in the public tentsThere are some compensations in the public tents, however. One may have paga and wines there. These are served by slave girls, whose comforts and uses are also included within the price of the lodging.BeastsMore than a thousand men sleep in a public tentSmall lamps hang on tiny chains from the tent polesI lay thinking in the furs, my hands behind my head, looking up at the ceiling of the tent above me. There was little light in the tent, for it was late. It was difficult for me to sleep.More than a thousand men slept in this great tent.The ceiling of the tent above me billowed slightly, responsive to a gentle wind from the east.There were small lamps hung here and there in the tent. They hung on tiny chains. These chains were suspended from metal projections on certain of the tent poles. BeastsRestaurant Tents at the Fairs
One pays for the meal and carried a voucher disk to the tableA slave girl brings the meal to the table, taking the diskThe slave girls wear leather aprons and iron beltsOne pays before the meal, and carries a disk, a voucher, to the table. The meal itself is brought to his place, marked on an identical disk, by a slave girl. One surrenders the disk to her and she places the meal before you. The girl wears a leather apron and an iron belt. If one wants her one must pay more. BeastsIn this restaurant tent, there are 200 tablesI swilled down the last of the Kal-da. I had not had it since Tharna.In the restaurant where I had eaten there were some two hundred tables, under tenting.I wiped my mouth on my sleeve and rose to my feet.There were many at the tables who were singing the songs of Ar. BeastsCommon scenes at the Sardar Fairs
Puppet showI stopped to watch a puppet show. In it a fellow and his free companion bickered and struck one another with clubs.Two peasants walked by, in their rough tunics, knee-length, of the white wool of the Hurt. They carried staves and grain sacks. Behind them came another of their caste, leading two milk verr which he had purchased.I returned my attention to the puppet show. Now upon its tiny stage was being enacted the story of the Ubar and the Peasant. BeastsVendors hawking their wares"Candies! Candies!" called a hawker of sweets near me in the crowd. "Candies of Ar!" BeastsJugglersSome jugglers, to one side, were exhibiting their astonishing talents with colored plates and torches.I passed some booths where rep-cloth was being sold in bolts. Peasant women were haggling with the vendors.In another area boiled meat hung on ropes. Insects swarmed about it. BeastsThe Administration of the Fairs
Each of the Fairs are organized, regulated & administered by the Merchant Caste "The Sardar fairs are organized, regulated and administered by the Merchant Caste." BeastsFairs are goverened by Merchant LawFairs are supported by booth rents and taxes on items sold or bartered "The fairs incidentally are governed by Merchant Law and supported by booth rents and taxes levied on the items exchanged. The commercial facilities of these fairs, from money changing to general banking, are the finest I know of on Gor, save those in Ar's Street of Coins, and letters of credit are accepted and loans negotiated, though often at usurious rates, with what seems reckless indifference. Yet perhaps this is not so puzzling, for the Gorean cities will, within their own walls, enforce the Merchant Law when pertinent, even against their own citizens. If they did not, of course, the fairs would be closed to the citizens of that city." Priest KingsThe Fair has Merchants on its staffThere are booths of Fair staff and praetor stations to asist the visitors with informationI decided it would be best to search for a merchant who was on the fair's staff, or find one of their booths or praetor stations, where such information might be found.BeastsMerchant staff rents space for tarnsMy own tarn was at a cot, where I had rented space for him. BeastsTravel and Transport to and from the Fairs
Delegations from cities begin to arrive early, as Fairs are being set up I remained some days beside the Sardar, in the camp of some men from Tharna, whom I had known several months before. I regret that among them was not the dour, magnificent, yellow-haired Kron of Tharna, of the Caste of Metal Workers, who had been my friend.These men of Tharna, mostly small tradesmen in silver, had come for the autumn fair, the fair of Se`Var, which was just being set up at the time of the gravitational lessening. I remained with them, accepting their hospitality, while going out to meet various delegations from different cities, as they came to the Sardar for the fair. Priest KingsTarn baskets loaded with people returning to their citiesCaravans harnessed for return tripsThere was little now to hold me at the fair. Overhead, with some regularity, I saw tarns streaking from the fair, many with tarn baskets slung beneath them, men and women returning to their cities. More than one caravan, too, was being harnessed. My own tarn was at a cot, where I had rented space for him. BeastsOne can arrange trasportation & shipment of purchasesBefore I left, the fair I would inspect the major market, that beyond the smithies and chain shops, where the most numerous exhibition platforms were erected, near the great sales pavillion of blue and yellow silk, the colors of the slavers.If I found girls who pleased me I could arrange for their transportation to Port Kar. The shipment and delivery of slaves is cheap.I turned down the street of the dealers in artifacts and curios. I was making my way toward the public tents in the vicinity of the amphitheater. It was there that the tables for the odds on the Kaissa matches might be found. BeastsReceipts and shipping vouchers are issuedIn my pouch were the receipts and shipping vouchers for five slave girls, she whom I had purchased at the public tent this morning and four others, recently acquired on the platforms near the pavilion. BeastsPilgrimmage
At least once, prior to age 25, goreans must make the trip to the Sardar "Although no one may be enslaved at the fair, slaves may be bought and sold within its precincts, and slavers do a thriving business, exceeded perhaps only by that of Ar's Street of Brands. The reason for this is not simply that here is a fine market for such wares, since men from various cities pass freely to and for at the fair, but that each Gorean, whether male of female, is expected to see the Sardar Mountains, in honor of the Priest-Kings, at least once in his life, prior to his twenty-fifth year. Accordingly the pirates and outlaws who beset the trade routes to ambush and attack the caravans on the way to the fair, if successful, often have more then inanimate metals and cloths to rewards their vicious labors." Priest KingsSlave girls, of course, as goods, as exchangeable properties, and so on, are likely to see a great deal more of their world than the average free woman. Many free persons on Gor seldom travel more than a few pasangs from their village or the walls of their city. An important exception to this is the pilgrimage to the Sardar, which every Gorean, male and female, is expected to undertake at least once in his life. The journey, of course, from many points on Gor to the Sardar is, at least in certain parts, dangerous. It is not unknown for a young woman who sets out in the pilgrim’s white to arrive as a chained slave, who will be sold at one of the fairs. Her glimpse of the Sardar is likely to be obtained from the height of a sales platform. Renegades"This pilgrimage to the Sardar, enjoined by the Priest-Kings according to the Caste of Initiates, undoubtedly plays its role in the distribution of beauty among hostile cities of Gor. Whereas the males who accompany a caravan are often killed in its defense or driven off, this fate, fortunate or not, is seldom that of the caravan's women. It will be their sad lot to be stripped and fitted with the collars and chains of slave girls and forced to follow the wagons on foot to the fair, or if the caravan's tharlarion have been killed or driven off, they will carry its goods on their backs. Thus one practical effect of the edict of the Priest-Kings is that each Gorean girl must, at least once in her life, leave her walls and take the very serious risk of becoming a slave girl, perhaps the prize of a pirate or outlaw." Priest Kings"Each young person of Gor is expected, before their twenty-fifth birthday, to make the pilgrimage to the Sardar, to honor the Priest-Kings. These caravans come from all over known Gor. Most arrive safely. Some are preyed upon by bandits and slavers. More then one beauty who thought to have stood upon the platforms by the palisade, lifting laurel wreaths and in white robes singing the glories of the Priest-Kings, has found herself instead looking upon the snow-capped peaks of the Sardar from the slave platforms, stripped and heavily chained." Priest KingsOfferings are made to the Priest KingsI climbed the stairs to the platform. I would look upon the Sardar in the morning light. At this time, particularly in the spring, the sun sparkling on the snow-strewn peaks, the mountains can be quite beautiful.I attained the height of the platform and found the view breath-taking, even more splendid than I had hoped. I stood there very quietly in the cool, sunlit morning air. It was very beautiful.Near me, on the platform, stood the red hunter. He, too, it seemed, was struck to silence and awe.Then, standing on the platform, he lifted his bare arms to the mountains."Let the herd come," he said. He had spoken in Gorean. Then he reached into a fur sack at his feet and, gently, took forth a representation of the northern tabuk, carved in blue stone. I had no idea how long it took to make such a carving. It would take many nights in the light of the sloping, oval lamps.He put the tiny tabuk on the boards at his feet, and then again lifted his arms to the mountains. "Let the herd come," he said. "I give you this tabuk," he said. "It was mine, and it is now yours. Give us now the herd which is ours."Then he lowered his arms and reached down and closed the sack. He left the platform.There were other individuals, too, on the long platform. Each, I supposed, had their petition to make to Priest-Kings.

The Ti tribe, a vassal tribe of the Aretai

~~YOU HAVE WANDERED INTO THE TI TRIBE CAMP~~

The Ti tribe, a vassal tribe of the Aretai The Ti are mainly traders and verr herders.
We move from one area of verr grass to another and from watering hole to watering hole. Water is scarce and a prized commodity in the harsh, dry deserts of the Tahari.
We have a small verr herd which provides us with a variety of neccessities, from their skins to their milk, each part of them is used to our benefit. We also have a small crop of kanda, which is a shrub that yields a toxic poison by grinding and drying its roots. The green leaves of the plant are relatively harmless, but addictive. Kanda is used for medicinal purposes as well as in times of battle, smeared on blades of swords nearly hidden completely from its would-be victims.
Our home is small, commited to nurturing its community, and loyal to its people. We do not seek violent exchanges but will stand tall and proud if need be to defend our homes and possessions.
We hope you will enjoy your visit in our humble camp. Please feel free to partake in the services of our slaves, their beauty and skill. Have a drink, something to eat, and come again!
If you are interested in joining our camp, please contact Rahn Au.

Real Second Life Gorean

I am 100% Real Second Life Gorean, I have 15 alts, some are free women some are slaves, some are panthers, some are guards in the finest cities, I restrict my girlfriend slaves ((gawd please no one demean a slave, slavery isnt supposed to be demeaning)), and I wear my meter to bed each night.

Problems in Gor

Went to a gorean city, which will remain nameless, last night and all they did was roleplay farting and messenging me in private that I was wearing the wrong meter. This is one of the reason I dont roleplay Gor much. No one is serious.

Lots of poeple love to talk to me, people gossip in Gor, all everyone talks about is how there one alt met a person they know and that person didnt know them. Then these people procede to tell me what all the things they find out by truley misrepresenting themselves as an Alt. Alts are killing Gor, there is no accountability. Slaves can just walk away by making an alt. I hear so many stories of people making alts just to rescue there slaves. It just disgusts me. If you are not proud what you are in Gor don't roleplay it.

Riding on my bike

I have been luckly riding with three girls since I got my new bike. Alexia Ray was the first one on it.

Next on it was Rosepetal, if you notice both girls are wearing my tattoo.

Last so far is Raelin. Now I did get a picture of her riding my bike but I will get one next time.

Slave For Sale

I am selling off a slave named HoneySuckle Rabeni, she is starting her training and progressing nicely. However due to my time constraints, I need to sell her off, please send me an IM for more details.

Willl The Dominion survive

Sands of the Oasis Newspaper October 2007

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Editor's Forewords

I shall start by introducing myself, Lady Melanie Malibu, Chief Scribe of Nine Wells and editor of your newspaper. This newspaper is obviously designed to impart information pertinent to the citizens and slaves of this fine city, but I also hope that it will assist in further bonding us together as a community - this is your newspaper and can only be as good as the contributions you make. Please let me know of anything you would like including in future issues, no matter how trivial. You can either find me in the city or leave a scroll in the dropbox in my office.

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Citizen news

I shall ensure that everyone who arrives in Nine Wells gets a mention here in future. This will also be be a good place to advise everyone of Free Companionships, deaths and births, and slave matters such as new acquisitions, branding, sales and so on.

Chief Scribe - Arriving with me in Nine Wells are my two slaves, we have all travelled from the far nothern city of Midgaard where snow fell as we left. The journey south was long and arduous, and we visited many other cities on the way. Some of these cities were fair, others not so.. some were friendly and others were not. Travelling alone as a Free Woman with a couple of slaves is not recommended of course, but needs must sometimes. I was the Head Scribe of Midgaard for quite some time, ably supported by my girl who is not only a thoroughly competant scribe slave, but she was also Midgaard's Second Girl. We looked for a place in which to settle, and none were as warming (excuse the pun..) as Nine Wells. The city is as beautiful as its people are welcoming (once you get past Servine Genosse on the gate that is..!) I have concentrated my efforts this far on making my new home as comfortable as possible, meeting citizens and slaves alike, and working on the newsletter. My next task will be to review the contents of the scribery and ensure that you have a source of excellence to refer to - I bring copies of all my scolls from my former city, and will integrate them where I think prudent. I also plan to make available certain books by a man known as John Norman... My apartment is above my office, which is to the right of the scribery. Please feel free to call by and say Tal if you have the time.

Poetry - The Pasha of Nine Wells is indeed fortunate in owning a girl (Shiney85 Gemini) who can not only read and write, but compose poetry also! The Pasha has published her works in a book which is lavishly illustrated. It is for sale within the scribery, placed close to the Pasha's dropbox on the right as you enter. I have acquired a copy myself, and recommend it to anyone who is interested in the beauty of the written word.

Rahn Au - Rahn Au, a merchant of this fair city, informs me that his girl Rosepetal Green is due to give birth in a week's time. We wish her well and that the child will bring joy, light and prosperity to the House of Au. Of real concern though, Rahn Au informs me that he has received word that his life may be in danger from an individual known as Lasaue DeCuir. I am advised that the city's authorities have been notified, but all citizens are advised to be on the lookout for this person and to notify a guard should they be observed.

Mercenaries in the City - We have all been made aware of the existence of mercenaries coming and going in the city. Your editor will endeavour to investigate this matter and report on the situation in the next edition, assuming she is able to glean any information... (Melanie looks in mirror, practices batting her eyes, and goes off in search of known male sources of information, knowing from experience her womanly charms may yield valuable information..)

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This week's Biography!

I hope to have a biography each and every week from a citizen of this City, so please come forward with an article, or prepare to be pestered. Your time will come... so no use hiding or running away when you see the Chief Scribe approaching with quill in hand..!

Mustafaaab Connoisseur

Introducing the
OASIS OF NINE WELLS MINISTRY OF FINANCE & AMIR

Out exploring one day I discovered the Oasis of Nine Wells and Gor, which I had heard of, but never paid much attention to. In the next few days I, Mustafaaab Connoisseur was a citizen of Nine Wells beginning a unique experience in the desert that has always attracted and fascinated me. As my profile reads I have truly come understand & believe that the natural LIFE, of ORIGINAL MAN...is in GOR!

For me Gor is a partial replay of earth history 500-1500 years ago. It's a carefully woven story by the author of 26 books, to help bring out the nature and real potential of men and women, but especially men. To see how humans are tested in total power and complete submission is a unique opportunity. What struck me most in the study, were things that need further development in SL GORin my opinion, interaction with the beasts of nature, business of the castes, and the entire political economic relationship between the regions and cities of Gor.

Soon I began to tour and understand GOR better, its social structure, politics and economics. Stopped everything I was doing in SL for about 2 weeks, and read about half the library materials in Nine Wells and the web, asked many questions, and started reading the Gor Books. Now I even take private lessons with a RL 14 year Scribe of Gor.

Soon I began to see that Nine Wells needed a thriving economy to help pay the Priest Kings (Lindens) every single month too, like most struggling Gor sims. As a result I offered the Pasha of Nine Wells my finance & business training, experience & services, resulting in the Ministry of Finance located on the 2nd floor of the Throne Building. The responsibilities of this office are as follows:

MINISTRY OF FINANCE
Role * Objectives * Responsibilities

* Reports directly to and for the pleasure of the Pasha of the Oasis of Nine Wells

* To propose & help implement revenue generating & cost saving methods & activities for the Oasis of Nine Wells

* To maintain the Treasury Depository & Accounting of the Oasis of Nine Wells for collected & expended resources

* To prepare monthly or quarterly Financial reports for the Oasis of Nine Wells

* To help provide a model environment for financial empowerment & activity of all the Castes who reside in the Oasis of Nine Wells

* To help financially keep focus and achieve the successful expansion goal of 22 sims for the Oasis of Nine Wells

* To protect the Treasury Assets and the Oasis of Nine Wells with Steel & Appropriate Force

As the Amir of Finance for Nine Wells, I pledge to uphold these duties and responsibilities to the best of my ability and request the help of all citizens in this essential duty of running a multi sim-and expanding city. Citizens, Visitors & Friends of The Oasis are invited to submit ideas and proposals by Notecard Scroll to the Ministry of Finance to help better Nine Wells incoming revenues, reduce expenses, and expand activities. Those who want to work, there are buildings to be rented and many scrolls of SL earth citizens and visitors to invite to Nine Wells. Together let us help establish Nine Wells & the Tahari region as a solid foundation of Gor.

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Events

Warriors may be interested in a tornament being held in Iaomai Arena on 27-28 October. Prizes totalling $60,000Ls are on offer, so men of Nine Wells, sharpen your swords, polish your shields and go bring honour to your Home Stone and House. Attached is the advertisment for the event:-

This will be a good place to include events with Nine Wells, so please give me at aleast a week's notice!

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Photographs

Everyone, please take photographs of the city and events within it. Send them to me (with full permissions!) and I will select a couple every week to be included - a short description will be useful too to put the photo into context. If you have one you think might lend itself to a caption competition, then let's give it a go...!

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Classified

Furniture from Safira's Fantasies shop - Scribe throne and stool, desk with 3 chairs and ledger, a couple of low tables. CALIBER Gor globe also, some other gorean furniture also. I aslo have some medical equipment (various items), also Phsician FW robes "Resplendent in Green". IM Melanie Malibu for information.

There, I've started it off, let me know if you have items for sale also!

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Ideas and suggestions for further inclusion are of course welcomed!

May your water bags never be empty,

Melanie Malibu
Chief Scribe
Oasis of the Nine Wells

Kajira Dance Competition

Women of the Tahari

Slave girls in the Tahari often wear chalwars. These are baggy pants of diaphanous silk, gathered in closely at the ankles. They are worn low on the hips, several inches below the belly button. They are similar to the harem trousers of the middle east region of Earth. They may also wear a silk vest with the chalwars.

Tahari free women have a certain place in their society and learn certain skills. These skills include such matters as making rope from kaiila hair, cutting and plaiting of reins, weaving of cloth and mats, decoration and beading of leather goods, use of the mortar and pestle, use of the grain quern, preparation and spicing of stews, cleaning of verr, milking of verr and kaiila, and the churning of milk. Nomad women often fry foods by setting metal boards on rocks and cooking on the hot metal.

Women, free and slave, are commonly transported in the Tahari in a kurdah. A kurdah is a semicircular frame of tem wood, about a yard in width at its widest point and four feet high. It is an open-fronted, flat-bottomed, half globe. The frame is covered with layers of white rep cloth to reflect the sun. The front closes by a curtain. It is light and can be carried by a pack kailla. Some nomads veil their women and others do not. Some others decorate their faces with designs, drawn in charcoal. Among the upper classes in the Tahari, it is scandalous that a woman's mouth not be concealed. The mouth is thought to be very erotic. To touch a girl's teeth to your own is considered a preliminary to the seizure of her body.

Some women in the Tahari use items that would be more likely found on slaves elsewhere. Free girls, of the age ready for free companionship, may signal their availability by belling their left ankles with a virgin bell. The bright and clear note of the virgin bell is easily distinguished from the sensuous sounds of slave bells. A beautifully measured gait is considered attractive for women in the Tahari. Slaves often use light walking chains that tether the ankles. The chains are adjustable from two to twenty inches. Free women also measure their stride, sometimes with silk thongs or even a walking chain.

Men of the Tahari prefer soft, meaty slaves. A slave may be stuffed with food for several days before her sale to get her into that condition. Cold, white-skinned women are also of interest to the men of the Tahari. They enjoy turning them into hot slaves. Blond, blue-eyed women are rare in the Tahari so they are eagerly sought after. Slaves in the Tahari are commonly branded with the "Kef" but it is in Taharic. They also use the printed letter and not the cursive, though it still looks floral. Slaves are often made to perform on submission mats, very coarse mats. It is considered a horrible degradation to make a Tahari woman, free or slave, dry a man's feet with her hair.

Men in the Tahari, like in most places, enjoy slave dancing. Many of these girls may use zills, finger cymbals. They may also use dancing chains. There are many varieties of dancing chains. They enhance a girl's beauty and do not interfere at all in her dancing. They do impose subtle limits on her dance but that only adds to the experience. A dancing chain is basically a long, light chain. It connects to two wrist rings and her collar.

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Owning a woman

For example, it is common for a master to force his girl to speak at length and in detail to him of the secret sides of her nature, explaining and elaborating on her fantasies: if she is literate, she may be forced, naked, collared, on her knees at a small table, sometimes with her ankles shackled, to write them out; this supplies the master, of course, with abundant materials which may be used by him to make her further and more helplessly his

More about breeding slaves

Breeding Wine - Second Wine
"Yes, Master," she said."Crawl to me on your belly," I said."Yes, Master," she said, smiling."Now kneel before me," I said, "with your knees wide, with your wrists crossed behind you, touching, as though bound.""Yes, Master," she said. She was then before me, in a posture of my dictation, and, as it is said, bound by my will.I withdrew an object from my pouch."Master?" she said.I held the object before her. She regarded it with dismay. "I have already chewed sip root within the moon," she said."Open your mouth," I said."Yes, Master," she said.I then thrust the object into her mouth."Chew it well," I said, "and swallow it, bit by bit."She grimaced, at the barest taste of the object."Begin," I told her.She began."Not so quickly," I told her. "More slowly. Very slowly. Very, very slowly. Savor it well."She whimpered in obedience.She did not need the sip root, of course, for, as she had pointed out, she had had some within the moon, and, indeed, the effect of sip root, in the raw state, in most women, is three or four moons. In the concentrated state, as in slave wine, developed by the caste of physicians, the effect is almost indefinite, usually requiring a releaser for its remission, usually administered, to a slave, in what is called the breeding wine, or the "second wine." When this is administered she usually knows that she has been selected for crossing with a handsome male slave.Such breedings commonly take place with the slaves hooded, and under the supervision of the master, or masters. In this way the occurrence of the breeding act can be confirmed and authenticated. Sometimes a member of the caste of scribes is also present, to provide certification on behalf of the city. Usually, however, in cities which encourage this sort of registration it is sufficient to bring the papers for stamping to the proper office within forty Ahn. Such rigor, however, is usually involved only in the breeding of expensive, pedigreed slaves. Most slave breeding is at the discretion of the private master or masters involved. Slaves from the same household, incidentally, are seldom mated. This practice is intended to reduce the likelihood of intimate emotional relationships among slaves. Furthermore, male and female slaves are usually kept separate, female slaves commonly performing light labors in households and male slaves working in the fields or on the grounds. Sometimes, to reward male slaves, or keep them content, or even to keep them from going insane, a female slave is thrown to them. This is sometimes a girl of delicate sensibilities from the house who has not been perfectly pleasing; she then finds herself thrown naked to work slaves. In slave matings, since most crossings do not take place within the same household, a stud fee is usually paid to the master of the male slave. The active ingredient in the breeding wine, or the "second wine," is a derivative of teslik. In the matter of bitterness of taste there is little to choose from between raw sip root and slave wine, the emulsive qualities of the slave wine being offset to some extent by the strength of the concentrations involved."I have finished it," gasped the girl, shuddering."Open your mouth," I said, "widely."I forced her mouth open, even more widely, with my thumbs and forefingers. I examined her mouth, closely. The sip root was gone.She still held her wrists crossed, touching, behind her. She was still bound, as it is said, by the master’s will."You are unbound," I told her. She removed her hands from behind her back.She looked at me, knowing that I was her master."Lick and wipe your mouth," I told her. She ran her tongue over her lips, and wiped them with the back of her right forearm.If I should choose to kiss her I did not desire to taste the residue of sip root."Hands on thighs," I said, "head down."She complied. It is pleasant to command women."Do you think that you will conquer?" I asked."No, Master," she whispered."Would you like more sip root?" I inquired.She shook her head, rigorously. "No, Master," she said.She had not needed the sip root, of course.It is occasionally useful to have the slave perform arbitrary and unpleasant acts. It helps to remind them that they are only slaves, and are subject to the master’s will. BLOOD BROTHERS OF GOR-, Pages 319-320

Male Slaves and breeding slaves

~male silk slaves and breeding slaves~~Most Gorean slave girls are comely, or beautiful. This is easy to understand. It is almost always the better looking women who are taken for slaves, and, of course, in breeding slaves, it is commonly only the most beautful of female slaves who are used, these usually being crossed, hooded, with handsome male silk slaves, also hooded. The female offspring of these matings needless to say, are often exquisite. The male offspring, incidentally, and interestingly, to my mind, are often handsome, strong and quite masculine. This is perhaps because many male silk slaves are chosen to be male silk slaves not because they are weak or like women, but because they are not; it is only that they are men, and often true men, who must serve women, totally, in the same fashion that a slave female is expected to serve a free master. To be sure, it is also true, and should be admitted in all honesty, that many male silk slaves are rather feminine; some women prefer this type, perhaps because they fear true men; from such a silk slave they need not fear that they may suddenly be turned upon, and tied, and taught to be women. Most women, however, after a time, find this type of silk slave a banality and a bore; charm and wit can be entertaining, but, in time, if not conjouined with intellect and true masculine power, they are likely to wear thin. The feminine type of male silk slave, incidentally, for better or for worse, is seldom selected for breeding purposes. Gorean slave breeders, perhaps benighted in this respect, prefer what they take to be health to what they think of as sickness, and what they take to be strength to what they deem weakness. Some female slaves, incidentally, have a pedigreed lineage going back through several generations of slave matings, and their masters hold the papers to prove this. It is a felmony in Gorean law to forge or falsify such papers. Many Gorean believe that all women are born for the collar, and that a woman cannot be truly fulfilled as a woman until a strong man puts it on her, until she finds herself reduced to her basic femaleness at his feet. In the case of the bred female slave, of course, she has been legally and literally, in anyone's understanding, bred to the collar, and in a full commercial and economic sense, as a business speculation on the part of masters. The features most often selected for by the breeders are beauty and passion opposed to the pseudomasculine type of intelligence often found in women with large amounts of male hormones, is commonly linked, apparently genetically, with these two hitherto mentioned properties. There are few male slaves with long pedigrees. Goreans, though recognizing the legal and economic legitimacy of male slavery, do not regard it as possessing the same biological sanction as attaches to female slavery. The natural situation, in the mind of many Goreans, is that the master set/slave relation is one which ideally exists between man and woman, with the woman in the property position. Male slaves, from time to tiem, can receive opportunities to win their freedom, though, to be sure, usually in situations of high risk and great danger. Such opportunities are never accorded to the female slave. She is totally helpless. If she is to receive her freedom it will be fully and totally, and only, by the decision of her master. ~Savages of Gor..page 68-70~

Tahari

The following is a bit of detailed information upon the Tahari desert, an area this girl studied extensively.
People of the Tahari
� The Aretai are a major tribe of the Tahari, their vassal tribes are the Arani, Luraz, Ravir, Tajuks, Tashid, Ti, and Zevar. The other major tribe is the Kavar and is a foe of the Aretai. The war cry of the Aretai is 'Aretai Victorious!'.
� The Kavar is the other major tribe of the Tahari and is often at odds with the Aretai. Their vassal tribes are the Ta'Kara, Bakahs, Cha,r and Kashani. Their war cry is 'Kavars Supreme!'. Their mark is a blue scimitar facing outward from the body on the right forearm. Weapons include the Weapons sleeve dagger and scimitar.
� The major tribes were ruled by Pashas. The Pasha often resided in a Kasbah, the fortress.

Free Men of the Tahari
The movements of the men of the Tahari are, during the hours of heat, usually slow, almost languid or graceful. They engage in little unnecessary movement. They do not, if they can help it, overheat themselves. They sweat as little as possible, which conserves body fluid. Their garments are loose and voluminous, yet closely woven. The outer garment when in caravan, usually the burnoose, is almost invariable white. This color reflects the rays of the sun. The looseness of the garments, acting as a bellows in movement, circulates air about the body, which air, circulating, over the body, cools the body by evaporation; the close weave of the garment is to keep the moisture and water, as much as possible, within the garment, preferrably condensing back on the skin. There are two desiderata which are cruicial in these matters; the first is to minimize perspiration; the second is to retain as much moisture, lost through perspiration, as is possible on the body. Tribesmen of Gor, page 73
� The burnoose is the loose, billowing outer robes favored by the men of the Tahari in caravan; it is a sleeveless,hooded desert cloak. This robe is preferred by those wielding scimitars.
� Usually it is of white in color to reflect the rays of the sun. The burnoose is very loose and flowing to keep the wearer cool. Also, there is the djellaba for men, which is a striped, hooded loose robe.
� The kaffiyeh is the head covering of the tribesmen of the Tahari; it is a folded, square cloth that is worn folded into a triangle and placed over the head. It consists of two points at the side of the shoulders and one in back to protect the back of the neck. Also, a head scarf/wrapped turban wound around the head, much often a repcloth worn by lower class males; acts as a cushion for carrying burdens on the head. The agal is a length of cord which is used to bind the kaffiyeh to the head, usually several loops secure it.
Samos turned away from the girl. He indicated to me a man who sat at a far end of one of the low tables. He did not drink wine or paga. The man, rare in Port Kar, wore the kaffiyeh and agal. The kaffiyeh is a squarish scarf, folded over into a triangle, and placed over the head, two points at the side of the shoulders, one in back to protect the back of the neck. It is bound to the head by several loops of cord, the agal. The cording indicates tribe and district.
We went to the man. "This is Ibn Saran, salt merchant of the river port of Kasra," said Samos. Tribesmen of Gor, page 20
� Men of the Tahari wore slippers rather than boots. They are cooler, circulate air, and can be easily slipped on and off while riding.
� Men of the Tahari often wore wallets that were visible, worn about the waist. A smart man would also hide some of His money inside His clothing for safe-keeping from thieves.
� Traditions: "Let there be salt between Us" Salt is placed on the back of ones wrist and is offered to another who takes it off with his tongue. Akin to blood brothers.
� Greetings/Farewells. A gorean man brushes his right hand's palm twice to the other man's when both greeting and saying farewell. Before leaving, a gorean male may often bow before turning and leaving the room.
"The noble Samos has been most kind," said Ibn Saran. "His hospitality has been most generous."
I extended my hand to Ibn Saran and he, bowing twice, brushed twice the palm of his hand against mine.
"I am pleased to make the acquaintance of he who is friend to Samos of Port Kar," said Ibn Saran. "May your water bags never be empty. May you have always water." Tribesmen of Gor, page 21
� Eating and the right hand.
I noted that Ibn Saran ate only with the right hand. This was the eating hand, and the scimitar hand. He would feed himself only with the hand which, wielding steel, could take blood. Tribesmen of Gor, page 20
� Men of the Tahari are often quiet and patient.
"Either girl's use is yours, noble Ibn Saran," said Samos, "if you wish." "My thanks," said he, "Noble Samos. But it will be in my own tent, on the submission mats, that I will teach a slave to be a slave." Tribesmen of Gor, page 34

Free Women of the Tahari
� Free Women wore gowns, cloaks and veils. The most common was the haik, which is actually worn by both Free Women and slaves. It is often black and covers a woman from head to toe. A tiny piece of black lace lies over the eyes so that she may see. The women also wear black, non-heeled slippers with curled toes decorated sometimes with a line of silver thread. Slaves are naked beneath a haik save for their collar. Free Women also wear skirts.
� A virgin bell is worn around the ankle of free girls to signal they are available as Free Companions.
� Some skills useful of a woman of the tahari (free and slave).
"Find Aya," I would tell her. "Beg her to put you to work." Aya was one of the slave women of Farouk.Once she dared to say to me, "But Aya makes me do all her work!" "Hurry!" I told her.Of course Aya exploited her. It was my intention taht she should. But, too, Aya, with her kaiila strap, continued her lessons in Gorean. Too, she taught her skills useful to a Tahari female, the making of ropes from kaiila hair, the cutting and plaiting of reins, the weaving of cloth and mats, the decoration and beading of the leather goods, the use of the mortar and pestle, the use of the grain quern, the perparation and spicing of stews, the cleaning of verr and, primarily when we camped near watering holes in the vicinity of the nomads, the milking of verr and kaiila. Too, she was taught the churning of milk in skin bags."She is making me learn the labors of a free woman," once had complained Alyena to me.I had gestured her to her knees. "You are a poor sort," I told er. "To a nomad I may sell you. In his tent the heavy labors of the free woman will doubtless be yours, in addition to the labors of the slave.""I would have to work as a free woman," she whispered, "and yet be also a slave?""Yes," I said.She shuddered. "Sell me to a rich man," she begged."I will sell you, or give you, or loan you, or rent you," I said, "to whomsoever I please."Tribesmen of Gor, pages 72-73

Slaves of the Tahari
� The general clothing of the Taharian slaves is chalwar. Chalwar by definition is much similar to the harem trousers of earth; the pants bear a sash The pants are a baggy diaphonous silk, very sheer. The vest is of the same color, also silk, and bears the midriff. In the Kasbah, girls in training as 'whitesilks' will wear white. Once moving on, the color is silver of the state slave. Slaves also wear the haik, but underneath they are naked, save for their collars. Slaves may also wear skirts, blouses, jackets, and slippers.
� Also included in a slave's attire may be the slave djellaba which is repcloth and varies in color, coming high on the thighs of the wearer. In the caravan, it is what a slave may use to sleep in.
� Slaves also wore veils held by a tiny (sometimes golden) string, ear rings, bangles on wrists and ankles, and dancing chains.
Angrily Alyena.. took the tiny, triangular yellow veil, utterly diaphanous, and held it before her face, covering hte lower portion of her face. the veil was drawn back and she held it at her ears. The light silk was held across the bridge of her nose, where, beautifully, its porous, yellow sheen broke to the left and right. Her mouth, angry, was visible behind the veil. It, too, covered her chin. The mouth of a woman, by men of the Tahari, and by Goreans generally, is found extremely provocative, sexually. The slave veil is a mockery, in its way. It reveals, as much as conceals, yet it adds a touch of subtlety, mystery; slave veils are made to be torn away, the lips of the master then crushing those of the slave.Tribesmen of Gor, page 69
� The walking chain is used on both Free Women and slaves. It is used to measure one's stride. A measured gait is considered attractive in the Tahari.
� The slave hobble is used often at night in the caravans. The slave hobble is a chain.
When finished with her, I would cross Alyena's ankles and, with the walking chain, suitably shortened, chain them together. That way she could not stand. I would throw her her brief djellaba against the desert cold, and order her to a position of sleep. On the mat, toward morning, she would pull the hood over her face, fold her arms and pull up her legs, knees bent; the djellaba came far up her thighs. Tribesmen of Gor, page 81
� Seraglio: a slave kennel
� Punishments in the Tahari:
Once she stole a date. I did not whip her. I chained her, arms over her head, back against the trunk, to a flahdah tree. I permitted nomad children to discomfit her. They are fiendish little beggars. They tickled her with the lanceolate leaves of the tree. They put honey about her, to attract the tiny black sand flies, which infest such water holes in the spring.Tribesmen of Gor, page 81

Animals of the Tahari
� The desert kaiila is a mount used of the men of the Tahari. It is also known as the 'sand kaiila' and is and omnivorous animal that is related to the souther kaiila. It is a lofty, proud, silken, long-necked, smooth-gaited animal and stands 20 to 22 hands at the shoulder. The kaiila reins are light reins, plaited with 10 to 12 strips, thinner than a thread, of dyed leather, but are very strong and durable. The caravan kaiila are pack animals and mounts; these are more often and almost always belled so that the animals do not stray to far and can be found in the desert winds when sometimes one cant even see directly in front of them. Caravans are normally slow moving and silent and the bells alert the people to passers where without bells one may unknowingly pass another within yards without ever seeing that other person. Normally only raiders ride without bells.
� In caravans, at night, the animals, as well as slaves, are hobbled. With the kaiila, a simple figure-eight twist of kaiila-hair rope, above the spreading paws, below the knees, is used.
� Birds: zadit (zad), it eats on insects.

Terrain/Geography/Climate of the Tahariincluding flora and fauna
� The Tahari is a desert region that is also known as the 'Tahari Wastes.' The deserts contain various oasis springs and deep wells.
� Some Aretai strong holds: Oasis of Nine Wells, Oasis of the Battle of Red Rock
� The sand, struck by the sun, can reach temperatures on its surface of more than 175 degrees Fahrenheit. Ony a foot or two below the surface, these temperatures are reduced by more than fifty degrees. Because of the lack of surface water, the nights, the sun gone, are cool, even chilly at times. The nights often require a heavy djellaba or a blanket. Fires are often burnt in the center of the nomads tents at night to keep their feet warm, though often a Master would also have His slave girl at His feet to warm them at night.
� In the Tahari there are constant winds; they blow from north or northwest. It is a hot wind, yet without it, the desert would seem almost inbearable. Though, sometimes dust storms emerge, blocking all from your view; many times one has to shield himself for fear of being buried by it.
� There are parts of the deserts where it is 'hilly.' These areas have much scrub brush, large rocks strewn about, and dust and gravel underfoot. On the shaded sides of some rocks and hills, brownish patches of verr grass grows.
� The flahdah is a tree of the Tahari, similar to the leaning palm trees of earth. These grow often around water holes, sometimes a dozen or so--more so around oasis. They look like flat-topped umbrellas on crooked sticks and stand around 20 feet high.
� The date palms grow to more than a hundred feet high. It takes more than ten years before they begin to bear fruit and then yield fruit for more than a century. A tree, annually, may grow as much as one to five gorean weights of fruit. A weight is of ten stone (approx. 40 earth lbs)

Tahari Foods and Drinks
� The major drink of the Tahari is bazi tea. This is a very aromatic tea of the Bazi leaves; it is served hot and heavily sugared in three tiny cups; it is similar to the orange pekoe of Earth.
� Water is sacred in the Tahari. One of the worst crimes in the Tahari is the destroying of a water source. Water is precious in the Tahari and not a drop is wasted. It is regarded as an almost inconceivable crime, surely the most heinous which might be perpetrated upon the desert. Such an act, regarded as a monstrosity, goes beyond a simple act of war.
I lifted the bag, drinking deeply. I replaced the plug and put back the bag, wiping my mouth on my sleeve. . . In sharing their water I had made myself, by custom of the Tahari, their guest. Tribesmen of Gor, page 143
� Another drink of the Tahari is blackwine. The first slave summoned carries the pot of blackwine; the second slave carried the sugars and additives. Hence just the opposite of how it is served in other cultures.
Ibn Saran, not taking his eyes from Alyena, lifted his finger. From one side a slave girl, barefoot, bangled, in sashed, diaphanous, trousered chalwar, gathered at the ankles, in tight, red-silk vest, with bare midriff, fled to him, with the tall, graceful, silvered pot containing the black wine. She was veiled. She knelt, replenishing the drink. Beneath her veil I saw the metal of her collar. I had not thought to have such fortune. She did not look at me. She returned to her place wit the pot of black wine. Ibn Saran lifted another finger. From the side there hastened to him another girl, a fair skinned, red haired girl. She too, wore veil, vest, chalwar, bangles, collar. She carried a tray, on which were various spoons and sugars. She knelt, placing her tray on the table. With a tiny spoon, its tip no more that a tenth of a hort in diameter, she placed four measures of white sugar, and six of yellow, in the cup; with two stirring spoons, one for the white sugar, another for the yellow, she stirred the beverage after each measure. She then held the cup to the side of her cheek, testing its temperature; Ibn Saran glanced at her; she, looking at him, timidly kissed the side of the cup and placed it before him. Then her head down, she withdrew. I did not turn to look back at the first girl, she who held the silvered pot. Tribesmen of Gor, pageS 88-89

Other Information of the Tahari
� Nomads move in caravans; it is almost suicide to wander in the desert alone.
� Mats are used for sitting upon or for screens.
� The kurdah is a small, light, semi-circular tent and is carried by a pack kaiila in which women (slave or Free) may ride. The frame is of temwood, is very light, and is covered with layers of white rep-cloth to reflect the sun. The slave is not bothered being chained inside, the desrt serves as the slave's cage as none can survive in the desert, on foot, alone. A slave may even sit upon the cushion inside.
..she sat within, her knees to the left, her ankles together, her weight partly on ther hands, to the right, on the small, silk-covered cushion of the frame. Tribesmen of Gor, page 69
� For cooking, there are "boards of metal" that are placed over rocks, they are 2' in length and exposed to the sun. These are used by nomad women for frying.
Set on rocks, boards of metal some two feet in length, and six inches wide, exposed to the sun, are sometimes used by the nomad women in frying foods. Tribesmen of Gor
� The conservation of body water is crucial, people of the tahari move rather slow when travelling in the desert and often wear white to reflect the rays of the sun. A person sweats as little as possible.
� Veminium oils are used in the deserts, where the desert veminium, a purplish flower, are boiled in water. The vapor which boils off is condensed into oil. This oil is used to perfume water. This water is not drunk but is used in middle and upper-class homes to rinse the eating hand, before and after the evening meal.
[the slave] had rinsed our right hands with veminium water, poured over our hand, into a small, shallow bowl of beaten copper" Tribesmen of Gor, page 61
� Decomposition in the desert is slow. Often it is hard to tell if a body had lain for only days or years. Skeletons are rarely found in the desert unless picked by birds or other animals. � The opening of the Tahari tent usually faces east so that the morning sun may warm it. This keeps the tent a bit warmer for the gorean night, which is often chilly.
� Sereem diamonds and opals are rare stones in the Tahari and valuable for trade.
� Those of the Tahari depend heavily upon trade. Even animals of the Tahari are rarely eaten because they are worth more as trade and transportation.
� Imports: rep-cloth; emboroidered cloths; silks; rugs; silver; gold; jewelries; mirros; kailiauk tusk; perfumes; hides; skins; feathers; precious woods; tools; needles; worked, leather goods; salt; nuts and spices; jungle birds-pets; weapons; rough woods; sheets of tin and copper; the tea of Bazi; wool from the bounding Hurt; decorated, beaded whips; female slaves (of which fair skinned ones gain the most profit)
� Exports: mainly dates and pressed-date bricks
� On a final note, remember that not all people of the Tahari are nomads, most live in the oasis of the desert.

Kasbah, Defined
As defined by: Encyclopedia of the Orient
� " Traditional fortress, palace of towns in pre-colonial North Africa."
� " The kasbah served as the seat of the local ruler, or feudal master, as well as the hiding place of the local population during attacks. The kasbah was constructed for defence, with high walls, small or none windows. Often kasbahs exploited the terrain, and was situated on hill tops, or near the approach to harbours. "
� " In general, at times all villages had each their kasbah, and the existence of a kasbah was a prerequisite for the survival of the village. In some areas, villages could be consisting of several kasbahs, this often expressing the wealth of individual families. "
� " Kasbahs survived into the time of colonisation, which stretched from 1830 until around 1930, starting in northern Algeria, and finishing in remote areas in the interior of the region, or in the mountains. "
As defined by Norman:
� The Kasbah was often classified as a fort yet was also used for trade, entertainment and as living quarters. The Kasbahs often had tiled flooring that was covered by finely woven rugs. The rugs were so precious that not only slaves, but also often the Free Persons would walk the rugs along the walls of each room so as not to wear down the hand woven rugs covering the central flooring of a room.
� The Kasbahs were surrounded by a high wall to keep out invaders. In times of trouble the walls were closed securely and locked even against the common townsfolk living in the Oasis.

Gorean Links

http://www.gorean-depot.homes-of-gor.com/thebooks.html

http://www.gorean-resource.com/test10a.htm(for general Gorean information)
http://www.gorean-resource.com/lakajira2a.htm(best site for kajira information)

The New Dominion is recruiting

Tal Free!
The time has come again to begin recruiting into this sinister but wealthy guild called the New Dominion!
We are now looking for Free Women and Men that are currentely in no caste and have a somewhat good prior knowledge of Gor. You don't have to be perfect as the whole point is to learn more as time goes on. We are here to have fun! and to pick up on Gor. So come and join us.
Essential requirements -
Someone that is diplomatic in all issues and does not cause disputes (i.e drama). Know where your position is, and when you fold you fold. Do not start a fight. Respect your authority as the are put there to guide you. Talk to your senior for any OOC or IC related issues
Knows thier role - If you are a Free Woman, learn to study your role. Project sheets and guidance will be given on your role in particular. For example for weavers and rug makers. All extra training will be given. We expect Free Women to understand that they are not above men in Gor. And Men also have a position they must abide by. Everyone knows where they are. We emphasis on knowing your role to all people in the guild, not just Free Women. Know that there is a lot that makes up a Gorean Free Man. Learn about it here through interacting with others instead of in a classroom.
Gorean Experience - References will be asked. If you have no references, no problem as we can still deal with that. We need to know that you know about Gor to a specification. We are serious people but willing to help too.
Optional Requirements -
Roleplaying experience - We people with experience on roleplaying or an enthusiasm to learn. all training will be provided. and it doesnt involve sitting around in classrooms. You start straight away.

Almighty Overlord / Midgarrd

Recently, I was on a journey, selling my slaves. Upon reaching the gates of Midgarrd, the guards denied my passage into the city. I was shocked! I asked to speak to an old associate of mine, their Ubar, Almighty Overlord. The guards promptly advised me that the Ubar refuses to speak to or allow me entry into their city.
I was puzzled and stunned! I asked what my crimes had been; what could have possibly warranted my outright banishment from the city of Midgaard? The man chuckled and said, "He is frightened of you." "Frightened of me?" I asked. The guard laughed even more. My boiling point had nearly reached its peak. He proceeded to tell me that it was feared that I would steal the Ubar's slaves.
As a reputable slave trader, I was completely shocked at the accusations! It violates logical business sense, to steal slaves. The guard said, "maybe Almighty is scared his slaves will run away from him if he allows them in the presence of a true Gorean Master."I shook my head in disbelief.
I have been convicted of a crime that I am not guilty of, all because a boy Ubar is afraid he can't keep his own slaves in line.
So in passing, I am putting a Gorean bounty on my boy Almighty Overlord's neck. The reward will be one copper tarsk! As you can see, he is a dishonorable man. In fact, he is not even a man and will take ample time to train to even be a semblence of a slave.
Secondly, I am offering a 15 gold tarn reward for the capturing, collaring, and public display in Port Cos of Autumn Klees . She must be held for one hour in my presence for public display naked on her knees and collared. I want her to feel the the touch of a real gorean man or even just a real man. Since I have been convicted of crimes I didnt commit I might as well have fun now committing some.

From this will come my rants and raves

We shall see what is mightier the pen or the sword. I will be putting down my ideas and experiances here. Letting you know who is good and evil through out second life.