Slave Gag Rule

When she had been used before my kennel, she had been under ‘gag law’, as is common when the guards use a girl, forbidden speech, save for moans and whispers.” Dancer of Gor page 65

Slave Intelligent

Too, the average Gorean master wants a woman he can talk to, seriously talk to, one with whom, in a sense, he can share his life. It is not unusual for a master to speak of numerous matters with his female slave, politics, culture, music, history, philosophy, and such, almost as though she might be his equal, though she is likely to be kneeling before him, naked, and back-braceleted. In this way she is not likely to forget that she is a female. Afterwards he can put her in pleasure chains, and, as it pleases him, turn her once again into a begging, submitted, conquered, spasmodic, writhing slave. (Prize of Gor, Chapter 24, pages 809-810)

Master Slave Precious

Each of us is a different slave. Each of us is unique. Each of us is precious, no matter what the beasts say. Certainly they bid hard enough to own us, they fight wars to possess us, they risk their lives to steal us, they fight for us, they kill for us, do not let them tell you you are not important and valuable! (Prize of Gor, Chapter 24, pages 774-775)

Master Possessive

Men, if they were not crippled, were ambitious, jealous and possessive. She knew that her sex, by nature, belonged to them. They did not wish to relate to their women as contractual associates, but as masters. They wanted to own them. Men truly loved only that which they owned, that which was fully theirs. They treasured their possessions, their dogs, their tools, their books, their homes, their cars, their women. How can what does not belong to a man wholly be treasured by him? When his heat is upon him does he wish to fence and banter with a contractual associate? Nay, he wishes in covetous, exultant lust to bind and master a slave! (Prize of Gor, Chapter 10, pages 145-146)

"Men, you should understand," he said, "are lustful and possessive. You may like this or not, but it is the way they are. Those who do not seem so are glandular defectives, less than men, or are liars and hypocrites. Any man who truly desires a woman, who truly wants a woman, who wants her in the robust, vigorous fullness of powerful masculine desire, wants her wholly, all of her, wants to possess her, totally, wants to have her all to himself, wants to literally own her. Thus, what a man wants in a woman is the most precious, coveted and treasured of all possessions, the female slave." (Prize of Gor, Chapter 15, page 332)

Master Love Slave

Perhaps she saw in his eyes that he was a fitting master for her and he, looking into her eyes, saw that she was a fitting slave for him, indeed, perhaps even a very special and vulnerable slave for him. Eccentricities and subjectivities, seeming anomalies, often enter into such matters. In such cases a man may bid all his resources, his wealth, his possessions, his life, anything, to obtain she whom he sees at his feet as his own perfect slave. (Prize of Gor, Chapter 13, page

296)

One of the great pleasures of the master/slave relationship is the unparalleled intimacy which obtains between the participants, an intimacy which is naturally much enhanced by the ability to see and react to one another's expressions, body language, and such, these things so indicative of thoughts and feelings. Men desire complete slaves, it seems, and this means total, vital, feeling, thinking females at their feet; that is apparently what one wants there; few if any men, it seems, desire a mere body, a puppet, a doll, an empty slave; who could be satisfied with such? Where would be the triumph, the pleasure, the value? What then, in such circumstances, could be the master's joy in owning us? (Prize of Gor, Chapter 15, page 321)

A man sees a girl he wants and his objective judgment as to the market worth of the given property can be clouded, perhaps by simple desire, a simple desire to buy and own, totally, a particularly delightful, curvaceous property, but perhaps by something else, too, mixed with desire, and powerful lust, a subtle something that tells him that this, for him, may be a special slave, something he seriously wants in his collar, something not merely, for him, another slave, not merely something on which to slake his lust, to dominate and master, but something, too, which might, in time, prove to have the makings of something more, perhaps, say, a love slave. And, of course, if it doesn't work out, he can give her away or sell her. (Prize of Gor, Chapter 17, page 503-504)

Many Goreans, incidentally, fear falling in love with their slaves. Many regard this as a form of weakness. But, in many cases, of course, it is difficult for the master not to fall in love with a slave, as the master/slave relationship is a civilized, codified, institutionalized analogue to the essentials of a natural biological relationship. (Prize of Gor, Chapter 17, page 504)

Often the love master is most demanding and severe with the love slave, in sensing the weakness which she might produce in him. This brings joy to the heart of the love slave as she hastens to obey and please, and with suitable perfection, indeed, as she must, as though she might be no more than a new girl, frightened and intimidated, in the house. He, of course, remains the master, and she, of course, remains the slave. That is the relationship of the love master and the love slave, the fulfillment of the nature of each. (Prize of Gor, Chapter 17, pages 504-505)

The slave is not a wife, but a property, and, accordingly, as she is not an autonomous, independent contractee but a valued possession, she commonly finds herself an object of jealous regard on the part of the master. She is not respected, but, rather, sheltered, safeguarded and treasured. Masters, as with other valuable possessions, tend to take a detailed personal interest in their slaves, sometimes washing them, as one might a dog, combing their hair for the pleasure they derive from this activity, dressing them for their pleasure, having them display their beauty in a variety of aspects and attitudes upon command, and so on. Masters commonly wish to know everything there is to know about their slaves. To make a trivial comparison, few husbands take the time to really look at their wives, for example, to inspect, scrutinize and truly examine the bodies of their wives, and, one supposes, such attentions might be found disturbing by many wives, who might fear or resist such interests. On the other hand, the master will commonly have examined the bodies of his slaves with great care, familiarizing himself with each subtle, delicious curve. He is likely to note even the tiny hairs at the back of her neck, beneath her collar, pulling her collar out a little to see them. He will know, too, her every tiny blemish, and will commonly see them as interesting and delightful, as making her different or special in her way, or perhaps as beauty marks or patches, whose presence cunningly serves to enhance, by striking contrast, the beauty of the owned wholeness of her. Too, of course, as she is not a wife, but a chained slave, he may experiment with her, subjecting her, she willing or not, to a variety of erotic techniques, until he finds what she cannot resist, and what renders her helpless, what will drive her wild with passion, what might rob her of her last pathetic vestige of self and turn her into a writhing, ecstatic, spasmodic, begging slave. And so, you see, masters are muchly concerned with their slaves, and control them, and regulate and supervise them, with much attention and great care. They are not wives, they are properties. And thus they wish to know, it seems at all times, their activities, whereabouts, and such. (Prize of Gor, Chapter 18, pages 550-551)

The relations of slaves and masters, of course, are quite different from those of free companions. In the master/slave relationship the master owns the slave, and thus will have everything from her, and at the time, and in the place, and precisely in the way he pleases. And the slave, lovingly, would not have it otherwise. Masters do not fraudulently deny the war of the sexes. Rather they recognize it, win it, and enslave their opponents. The conquered slave serves the master. She is owned. She is hot, devoted and dutiful, and grateful. (Prize of Gor, Chapter 19, page 611)

It is little wonder that slaves come so often to love their masters, and with that passion and devotion which one can find only in a slave. What slave does not seek her love master? What man does not seek his love slave? But commonly the slave must strive to conceal the flames of her love, as she is only a slave. Let the master not suspect her presumption and insolence, that she, so unworthy, should dare to love a free man. It is enough that she should be no more than his needful, helplessly submitted, ecstatic toy. And what a fool he would be, on his part, a free man, to love a mere slave! She does not wish to be bound, taken to the market, and sold. And yet, in all, how many masters, to the chagrin of free women, come to care for their lovely chattels! (Prize of Gor, Chapter 27, page 1058)

"I love you, Master," she said.

"Are you so presumptuous, so arrogant, that you dare to speak such words to your master?"

Slaves are often helplessly, hopelessly, in love with their masters, often pathetically so. After all, his collar is on their necks. But they are only slaves, lovely properties, shapely beasts, purchasable goods, degraded articles of commerce, immeasurably beneath a free person, beneath the notice of a free person, save as they may prove to be of some service, convenience, pleasure or profit, such things, to him. Thus the slave may kneel before the master, tears in her eyes, her heart offered up to him as can only be the heart of a slave, and this obvious to him, but she knows his love is to be reserved, if it be given, at all, to a free woman, not to a slave, an animal he might obtain in any market. Thus she repines and dares not hope for his love. Thus she, conscious of the chasms between them, and of her lowliness, and unworthiness, fears to speak her heart. Commonly he is well aware of her feelings, but how insulted, how furious, he might be, should she be so unwise or bold as to profess them!

"Forgive me, Master," she whispered.

"How dare you love a free man?"

"May not even a she-sleen love her master?"

"The she-sleen is a splendid animal," he said. "You are a mere slave."

"Forgive me, Master."

But she did not think he was displeased at her declaration. (Prize of Gor, Chapter 30, pages 1251-1252)

Master Carrying a Slave

She then felt herself suddenly, lightly, lifted from her feet and carried toward the entrance of the holding chamber. In a moment, still carried, helplessly hooded and bound, her head to the rear, as a slave is carried, she felt herself brought again into the sunlight, and up the few steps to the surface of the shelf, where she was knelt down, she thought near the forward edge of the shelf. (Prize of Gor, Chapter 17, page 510)

The leash was then dangling before her, from its ring, and she gasped, as she felt herself lifted from her feet and put lightly to a man's shoulder, her head to the rear, again as a slave is commonly carried. (Prize of Gor, Chapter 17, page 515)

He then entered the ice room, picked her up, threw her over his left shoulder, steadying her there with his left hand, and left the ice room, she carried as a slave, as would be expected, her head to the rear. One advantage of this carry is that the slave cannot see to what device, or accommodation, or destination, she is being borne. He closed and latched the door to the ice room behind him, with his right hand. Too, it is difficult for a slave to be carried thusly, and she not to understand herself clearly as what she is, goods. (Prize of Gor, Chapter 19, pages 596-597)

Slave Curiousity

"You are curious for a slave," she said. "Curiosity is not always becoming in a slave." (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 4, page 31)

“Curiosity,” he said, “is not becoming in a Kajira.”
I did not understand him.
“You might be beaten for it,” he said.
I could not understand. (Captive of Gor, Chapter 3, page 14)

“Who are you? What do you want?” I begged.
“Curiosity,” he said, “ is not becoming in a Kajira.”
I stared at him.
“You might be beaten for it,” he said. (Captive of Gor, Chapter 4, page 32)

“Curiosity is not becoming in a Kajira,” said Targo. “You might be beaten for it.”
I remembered that the large man, on the planet Earth, had said to me this thing. I gathered that it was a Gorean saying.(Captive of Gor, Chapter 7, page 76)

"Perhaps you are curious to know the fate of your companions?" he said.

"Yes, Master!" said Ellen, quickly.

"Curiosity is not becoming in a slave girl," he said.

"Yes, Master," she said, sobbing.

(Prize of Gor, Chapter 20, page 625)

She recalled the saying that curiosity was not becoming in a slave girl, a saying which had always seemed ironic to her, because, to the best of her knowledge, amongst such eager, bright, lively creatures, an avid curiosity was endemic. (Prize of Gor, Chapter 20, page 633)

As is well known, there is a Gorean saying to the effect that curiosity is not becoming in a kajira. On the other hand, who has ever heard of a kajira who was not inquisitive, and quite so? After all, what do the beasts expect? We are females, and slaves. (Prize of Gor, Chapter 27, page 1000)

There is a saying that curiosity is not becoming in a kajira, and yet how well the masters understand our incessant and insatiable curiosity! (Prize of Gor, Chapter 30, page 1270)

Woman..compliment..smile ..slave

Slave girls relish compliments. Indeed there is a Gorean saying to the effect that any woman who relishes a compliment is in her heart a slave girl. She wants to please. Most Gorean men would not think twice about collaring a girl who responds, smiling, to compliments. A desire to please her Master. When she is complimented she knows she has pleased him."
Page 17 - Beasts of Gor

Slave Pride

There is a difference" laughed Hassan, "between the pride of a free woman and the pride of the slave girl. The pride of a free woman is the pride of a woman who feels herself to be the equal of a man. The pride of the slave girl is the pride of the girl who knows that no other woman is the equal of herself."
Page 332 - 333 - Tribesmen of Gor

Master Taking From Another

'Neither a plow, nor a bosk, nor a girl may one man take from another, saving with the owner's saying of it,' quoted Thurnus."
"Taking from', in the sense of the codes, implies the feature of being done against the presumed will of the master, of infringing his rights, more significantly, of offending his honor."
(SLAVE GIRL OF GOR, Pg. 228)

Master-Male Dominance

Gorean men do not surrender their birthright as males, their rightful dominance, their appropriate master. They do not choose to be dictated to by females
Magicians of Gor page 51

slave strking free

attempt at using a weapon to harm a free person would be considered a capital offense.

When one who is a slave strikes a free person the penalty is not infrequently death by impalement, preceded by lengthy torture.
---Assassin of Gor, 5:74
...A girl dares not raise a weapon against a free man. Some girls have been slain, or had their hands cut off, for so much as touching a weapon.
---Slave Girl of Gor, 9:220
...It can be a capital offense on Gor, incidentally, for a slave to so much as touch a weapon.
---Mercenaries of Gor, 4:57

slave discipline by others

Any Any free man may discipline an insolent or errant slave," I said, "even one who is the least bit displeasing, even one he might merely feel like disciplining. If she is killed, or injured, he need only pay compensation to her master, and that only if the master can be located within a specific amount of time and requests such compensation." In virtue of such customs and statutes the perfect discipline under which Gorean slaves are kept is maintained and guaranteed even when they are not within the direct purview of their masters or their appointed agents....
---Players of Gor, 12:235


"The discipline of a slave," I said, "may be attended to by any free person, otherwise she might do much what she wished, provided only her Master did not learn of it." The legal principle was clear, and has been upheld in several courts, in several cities, including Ar.
---Magicians of Gor, 8:122


"She is a slave,' I said. 'Anything could be done with her.'
'By her master,' he said. 'Not just anyone.'
'True,' I said. One did not have the right, for example, to kill or maim the slave of another, any more than any other domestic animal which might belong to someone else. In this sense the slave is accorded some protection from free persons who do not own her in virtue of certain general considerations of property law. The power of the master over the slave, on the other hand, is absolute. He can do whatever he wishes with her. She belongs to him, completely."
(MAGICIANS OF GOR, Pg. 330

Slaves Best Trainer

"Do you know, ultimately," I asked, "who will prove to be your one best trainer?" "No, Master," she said. "You, yourself," I said, "the girl, herself, eager to please, imaginative and intelligent, monitoring her own performances and feelings, striving lovingly to improve and refine them. You yourself will be largely responsible for making yourself the superb slave you will become." ~Page 210 - Savages of Gor

Love Slave

She had known then that she was his, and in perfection.
I had no doubt they fitted together, in the order of nature,
in the most intimate, beautiful and fulfilling relationship
possible between a man and a woman, that of love master and love slave.
-Magicians of Gor - Page 15

"Love on Gor does not purchase a girl lenience;
it does not mitigate her bondage,
nor compromise her servitude,
but rather renders it the more complete,
the more helpless and abject."
-Tribesmen of Gor - Page 214

“Why then,” he demanded, “do I feel as I do?”
“How is it that Master feels?” she begged.
“I fear I have grown fond of a slave,” he said.
“Cannot one grow fond of a slave, even of so
small and unimportant a thing?” she asked.
“Curse the codes!” he cried.
“When shall we see one another again, Master?” she asked.
“Never!” he wept.
~Witness of Gor - Pages 496 – 497

"The slave girl is not simply someone with whom the man lives; she is very special to him;
she is a treasured possession; he owns her; he wants to know, profoundly and deeply, the
background, history, the mind, the intelligence, the appetites, the nature, and the dispositions
of his lovely article of property; this knowledge, of course puts her more at his mercy; by making
it possible for him to manipulate her feelings, exploit weaknesses, drop asides, etc., she in the
helpless condition of her slavery, it gives him great power over her."
-Tribesmen of Gor – Page 4
For the Passion Slave, she said, "it is the belled ankle, perfume, the whip and the furs of love."
"Perhaps he was kind to her," I suggested again, "--when others were not."
"I don't understand." said Vika.
"Perhaps," I said, "he cared for her and spoke to her and was gentle --and loved her."
-Priest-Kings of Gor -

It is a beautiful moment when the woman realizes that the man who owns her is her love master,
and the man realizes that the girl he bought, looking up at him, tears in her eyes, is his love slave.
Then the only danger is that he will weaken. One must be strong with a love slave. If one truly loves
her, he will be that strong. The slavery in which a love slave is kept is an unusually deep slavery. She
must serve him with a perfection which would stun and startle other girls; if she should fail in any way,even in so small a way that the lapse would be overlooked in the case of another wench, or bring
perhaps a mild word of reprimand, she is likely to be tied at the slave ring and whipped; there is a
good reason for this; she is, you see, a love slave; no woman can be more in a man's power; and
with no woman must he be stronger.
-Beasts of Gor

Free Women Unkempt

The lovely figures of slave girls are not accidents, only Free Women are permitted to become unkempt or gross.~ Guardsman, pg. 264

Free Women Envious of Slaves

Indeed it was known that some free women actually envied their lightly clad sisters in bondage, free, though wearing a collar, to come and go much as they pleased, to feel the wind on the high bridges, the arms of a Master who celebrated their beauty and claimed them as his own. ~ Outlaw, pg. 66

Slaves More Desirable than Free Women

"In any contest of desirability the free woman must always lose out to the slave" ~ Mercenaries, pg. 346

Slaves More Interesting tha FW

"The female slave, yours in her servitude, is ten thousand times more interesting than a free woman could ever dream of being" ~ Mercenaries, pg. 346

Slaves Smarter than Free Women

"An ignorant free woman is a commonplace. An ignorant slave is an absurdity" ~ Savages, pg. 196

Free Women Jealous Slaves

" ‘Why are there so few slaves among the wagons?’ I asked. " ‘The free women kill them,’ said Hurtha." "She was exactly the sort of female which, in her helplessness and collar, in her vulnerability and brief tunic, tends to inspire jealous hatred, sometimes bordering almost on madness, in free women, particularly homely and sexually frustrated ones." ~ Dancer, pg. 50

I saw that she was terribly jealous of the attention which men might bestow upon the slave, but how could that be, for she was, by her account, infinitely superior of the slave, and she was free? ~ Renegades, pg. 84

Free Women Cruel to Slaves

...free women, it is no secret, in many respects, envy their enslaved sisters, their beauty, their joy, their attractiveness to men; this may explain why free women are often quite cruel to slave girls. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 97

Free women are often cruel to beautiful female slaves. They put us under terrigying discipline. Perhaps they sense in us something of greater interest to men than themselves, something which constitutes to them a threat, something which is subtly competitive, and successfuly so, to them. ~ Slave Girl, pgs. 291-291

Free Women Hates Slaves

"There are few things a female slave fears more than a free female. Female slaves, so helpless in their collars, so much at the mercy of any free person whatsoever, live in terror of such females, for they know that they despise and hate them." ~ Mercenaries, pg. 328

It is sometimes hard to understand the hatred of the free female for her imbonded sister. It has to do…with the venomous jealousy of a woman who has taken an unhappy, path, a road commended to her by many but one which she discovered leads only to her ultimate frustration, misery and lack of fulfillment. No woman is truly happy until she occupies her place in the order or nature. ~ Mercenaries, pg. 219

CLIMATES

Regions of Gor by ClimatePolar / Acrtic Areas
Polar Basin ~ Includes Torvaldsland, Hrimgar Mountains, Ax Glacier and surrounding areas.

Temperate zones
Northern Woods ~ Includes the northern forest that borders the southeast portion of Torvaldsland and borders the northern Voltai Range and surrounding areas.
Plains of Turia ~ Lands of the Wagons People: Kassars, Tuchuk, Paravaci and Kataii.
Northern or Central Gor and Mountains Ranges ~ Includes great cities such as Thentis and Ar, also the Sardar Mountain Range, Voltai Mountain Range, the Outlands.

Desert
The Tahari ~ Includes Tor, Klima, various Oasis' and territory within the vast desert.

Tropics / Sub-Tropics
Jungles of Schendi, Rainforests and Riverways ~ Includes all territory in the Schendi from the bordering Thassa to Lake Ngao
Thassa ~ Includes the Sea itself and all Islands within this major body of water, such as Tyros, Cos and Anango.

FLORA

Apricots

This fruit is identical to the apricot of Earth. It may be served pitted and sliced or whole.

Arctic Flora

Nearly two-hundred and fifty (250) varieties of small flowers and shrubs grow in the arctic region of Gor; the Polar North. Small perennials are the most common type of vegetation and only during the short summer months.

Bazi Shrub

This is a shrub, known to grow in many different places; its leaves are ground to make Bazi tea.

Blackwine Bean

This is the coffee bean of Earth. It is used in the making of black wine (Earth coffee). Black beans are grown in the mountains of Thentis. Black wine is very rich and aromatic, much like its Earth counterpart.

Brak Bush

This is a shrub whose leaves have a purgative effect when chewed. Traditionally, branches of it are nailed to house doors during the Waiting Hand to discourage the entry of bad luck into the house during the New Year.

Cacao Tree

This is the tree from which beans for chocolate and cocoa are taken; similar to those of the same name on Earth.

Carpet Plant

This is a plant of the jungle area inland of Schendi; its tendrils are sometimes used as a source of drinking water.

Clover

These are small, three (3) leafed, low-growing grasses, comparable to Earth's clover and found on the plains of Gor.

Dates

Juicy and fat from the city of Tor, the Gorean date is identical to those found on Earth.

Dina

The Dina is a small, circular, short-stemmed flower indigenous to hillsides; sometimes called the "slave flower"; it is often used as a design for slave brands and sometimes for a slave's name.

Fan Palm

Found in the jungles of Schendi, it grows more than twenty (20) feet high. It has large, fan-shaped leaves which at times can hold large amounts of rain water; as much as a liter per leaf.

Fern

Similar to the fern of earth, there are many varieties of ferns; most commonly one resembling the maidenhair fern of Earth.

Festal

This is a low-growing shrub found in the Tahari desert.

Flahd

This is a tree of the Tahari having lancelet leaves; the trunk leans, like that of an Earth palm tree. It stands no taller than twenty (20) feet.

Flaminium

This is a large, scarlet flower having five petals; it is very fragrant

Flowertree

This is a tree which has dangling loops of beautiful woven blossoms which hang from curved branches. These trees are are specially grown so that the flowers form delicate patterns of shades and hues; usually found within the pleasure gardens of the wealthy.

Fruit

Many types of fruit trees and bushes abound on Gor. Similar to those of Earth include: apricots, berries, cherries, grapes, dates, melons, olives, peaches, pears, pomegranates and strawberries. Gorean fruits include: larmas, ramberries, Ta-grapes and tospits

Grass

A variety of grasses abound on Gor, including blue, violet and one of yellowish-orange color, along with clover.

Hogarthe Tree

Named after an early explorer of Gor, these trees grow on the banks of streams and rivers. They are similar to the poplar trees of Earth.

Kalana Fruit

This is a pear-shaped fruit, served fresh and sliced. It can also be pressed and made into a sweet and potent wine.

Kalana Tree

This is a tree with very strong, yellow wood; it is used for making bows. The wood is very supple and can be bent on itself almost three (3) times over before splitting and breaking.

Kanda

This is a shrub of the Gorean desert, the Tahari; a lethal poison can be extracted from its roots, while chewing the leaves has an addictive, narcotic effect.

Katch

This is a foliated leaf vegetable, similar to cabbage or lettuce of Earth.

Kes Shrub

This is a shrub whose salty, blue secondary roots are a main ingredient in sullage.

Kort

This is a large, brownish, thick-rinded, spherical vegetable, usually six (6) inches in width. The interior is yellowish and heavily seeded. Coming from the Tahari, the kort is frequently served sliced with melted cheese and nutmeg. The kort is very similar to Earth squash in taste and texture.

Larma

The larma is a succulent fruit, similar to the Earth peach. The larma is sometimes sliced, fried, and served with browned honey sauce. Offering a larma, real or imagined, by a slave girl to her Master is a silent plea for the girl to be raped.

Leech Plant

This is a hemovorous plant that fastens two hollow, fang-like thorns into its victim, through which it can suck the blood that nourishes it.

Liana Vine

This is a jungle plant which can be used as a source of drinking water

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Marsh Vine

This is a vine plant that grows in the wetlands; these vines, when tangled, snake through the marches and swamps of Gor

Melon

This is a red and yellow colored melon commonly found in many Gorean markets. It's rind has stripes similar to a watermelon on Earth.

Melon(Celane)

This is a melon akin to the honeydew of Earth.

Merlot Grapes

This is a purple grape, usually seedless; eaten whole or pressed into a dark red, dry wine. It is similar to the grape of the same name on Earth.

Needle Tree

This is a tree of the Thentis region, whose oil is used in perfumes. Similar to the conifer or evergreen of Earth.

   Olives

These are commonly from the city of Tor. Referred to as the Torian olive; red olives which come from the groves of Tyros. Olives are also grown in Turia, (called Turian olives) and are red.

Palm Tree

More than one-thousand five-hundred (1,500) varieties of palm trees exist in the jungles surround Schendi. One of these is the Fan palm; more than twenty (20) feet high and spreading its leaves in the form of an opened fan; it is an excellent source of pure water, as much as one liter of water being found, almost as though cupped, at the base of each leaf's stem.

Pod Tree

 This is a tree that grows in the jungles inland of Schendi; its inner bark is used for making bark cloth

Ramberries

This is a small, succulent berry that is reddish-purple is color and very sweet. Its juice often stains the tongue and lips after eating it. This berry is similar to an Earth raspberry.

Red Fruit

This is a fruit similar in flesh and taste to the apple of Earth.

Rence

This is a tufted, reed-like plant that grows in the marshes. The grain is eaten and the stems harvested and pressed into paper or woven into cloth. The grain may be boiled or ground into a paste and sweetened; this paste can also be fried into a type of pancake

Rep Plant

This is a fiber plant similar to cotton from Earth. It is commonly harvested and used for the production of cloth.

Rushes

This is brush which grows in and along marshes and swamps; wild rence plants

Satarna

(Lit. "life-daughter") This is grain, specifically wheat.

Sedge

This is brush which grows in and along marshes and swamps; wild rence plants.

Sip Root

This is a bitter root whose extract is the active ingredient in slave wine.

Slave Squabbles

A master takes no interest in the squabbles of slaves, it being beneath him.

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BOSK

"The bosk is said to be the Mother of the Wagon Peoples, and they reverence it as such. The man who kills one foolishly is strangled in thongs or suffocated in the hide of the animal he slew; if, for any reason, the man should kill a bosk cow with unborn young he is staked out, alive, in the path of the herd, and the march of the Wagon Peoples takes its way over him."
Nomads of Gor, pg 5

COURAGE SCARS

I was looking on the faces of four men, warriors of the Wagon Peoples. On the face of each there were, almost like corded chevrons, brightly colored scars. the vivid coloring and intensity of these scars, their prominence, reminded me of the hideous markings on the faces of mandrills; But these disfigurements, as I soon recognized, were cultural, not congenital, and bespoke not of natural innocence of the work of genes but of glories, and status, the arrogance the prides, of their bearers. The scars had been worked into the faces, with needles and knives and pigments and the dung of bosk over the period of days and nights. Men had died in the fixing of such scars. Most scars were set in pairs, moving diagonally down from the side of the head toward the nose and chin. The man facing me had seven such scars ceremonially worked into the tissue of his countenance, the highest being red, the next yellow, the next blue, the fourth black, then two yellow then black again. The faces of the men I saw were all scarred differently, but each was scarred. The effect of the scars, ugly, startling, terrible, perhaps in part calculated to terrify enemies, had even prompted me, for a wild moment, to conjecture that what I faced on the plains of Turia were not men, but perhaps aliens of some sort, brought to Gor long ago from remote worlds to serve some now discarded or forgotten purpose of the Priest Kings; but now I knew better; now I could see them as men; as now more significantly, I recalled what I had heard whispered of once before, in a tavern of Ar, the terrible Scar Codes of the Wagon Peoples, for each of the hideous marks on the face of these men had meaning, a significance that could be read by the Paravaci, the Kassars, the Kataii, the Tuchuks, as clearly as you or I might read a sign in a window or a sentence in a book. At that time I could read only the top scar, the red, bright, fierce cordlike scar that was the Courage Scar. It is always the highest scar on the face. Indeed, without that scar, no other scar can be granted. The wagon peoples value courage above all else.

Nomads of Gor, page. 15-16

Courage Scar: The Courage Scar is a bright red scar and is always the highest scar on your face. It is a prerequisite for all other scars. In order to get this scar You must have respect for Others as well as earn respect from Others. Without this scar, you cannot pay court to a free woman, own a wagon, or own more than five bosk or three kailla. Not all wear their Courage Scar visibly though, depending on the circumstances though it would be very rare.

Loyality Scar: Given to Warriors who have risked their life for a Homestone, or cause. The color of this is yellow.
Virtue Scar: Scars given to Those true of heart in Their actions and Their words. The color is blue.
Valor Scar: Warriors receive this Scar when They have demonstrated Their Honor and that of Their Homestone during times of conflict. The color of this is black.

CLANS OF WAGON PEOPLE

CLAN OF HARUSPEX I heard a haruspex singing between the wagons; for a piece of meat he would read the wind and the grass; for a cup of wine the stars and the flight of birds; for a fat-bellied dinner the liver of a sleen or slave." Nomads of Gor, page 27. " the haruspexes, who, besides foretelling the future with a greater or lesser degree of accuracy for generally reasonable fees, provide an incredible assemblage of amulets, talismans, trinkets, philters, potions, spell papers, wonder-working sleen teeth, marvelous powdered kailiauk horns, and colored, magic strings that, depending on the purpose, may be knotted in various ways and worn about the neck." Nomads of Gor, page 28. CLAN OF HEALERS "They do have, however, certain clans, not castes, which specialize in certain matters, for example the clan of healers." Nomads of Gor, page 12 CLAN OF IRONMASTERS "I supposed that on the morrow Kamchak would call for the Tuchuk Iron Master, to brand what he called his little barbarian." Nomads of Gor, page 62. "Kamchak stopped by an Iron Master's wagon, and, to my irritation, arranged for the fellow to come by the wagon that very night."Nomads of Gor, page 170. CLAN OF LEATHERWORKERS He did not buy a kaiila near the wagon of Yachi of the Leather Workers..." Nomads of Gor, 170. CLAN OF MUSICIANS "To one side, across a clearing from the fire, a bit in the background, was a group of nine musicians. They were not as yet playing, though one of them was absently tapping a rhythm on a small hand drum, the kaska; two others, with stringed instruments, were tuning them, putting their ears to the instruments. One of the instruments was an eight-stringed czehar, rather like a large flat oblong box; it is held across the lap when sitting cross-legged and is played with a horn pick; the other was the kalika, a six-stringed instrument; it, like the czehar, is flat bridged and its strings are adjusted by means of means of small wooden cranks; on the other hand, it less resembles a low, flat box and suggests affinities to the banjo or guitar, though the sound box is hemispheric and the neck is rather long; it, too, of course, like the czehar, is plucked; I have never seen a bowed instrument on Gor; also, I might mention, I have never seen on Gor any written music; I do not know if a notion exists; melodies are passed on from father to son, from musician to apprentice. There was another kalika player, as well, but he was sitting there holding his instrument, watching the slave girls in the audience. The three flutists were polishing their instruments and talking together...There was also a second drummer, also with a kaska, and another fellow, a younger one, who sat very seriously before what appeared to me to be a pile of objects; among them was a notched stick, played by sliding a polished tem-wood stick along its notched surface; cymbals of various sorts; what was obviously a tambourine; and several other instruments of a percussion variety, bits of metal on wires, gourds filled with pebbles, slave bells mounted on hand rings, and such. These various things, from time to time, would be used not only by himself but by others in the group, probably the second kaska player and the third flutist. Among Gorean musicians, incidentally, czehar players have the most prestige; there was only one in this group, I noted, and he was their leader; next follow the flutists and then the players of the kalika; the players of the drum come next; and the farthest fellow down the list is the man who keeps the bag of miscellaneous instruments, playing them and parceling them out to others as needed."Nomads of Gor, 153-154. CLAN OF PEDDLERS "At another wagon, he haggled over a set of quiva, forged in Ar, and, obtaining his price, arranged to have them, with a new saddle, brought to his wagon on the morrow." Nomads of Gor, pg 170. "Before leaving the wagons I had joined them briefly on their march, long enough to obtain my peddler's disguise and the pound or so of stones which was to complete it. I purchased these things from the man from whom Kamchak had, on a happier occasion, obtained a new saddle and set of quivas. I had seen many things in the man's wagon and I had gathered, correctly it seems, that he himself was a peddler of sorts." Nomads of Gor, pg 234. CLAN OF PUBLIC SLAVE WAGON MASTERS "Among the wagons...the masters of the public slave wagons...buy, sell, and rent girls, providing warriors and slavers with a sort of clearing house and market for the feminine merchandise. The public slave wagons, incidentally, also provide Paga. They are a kind of combination Paga tavern and slave market. I know of nothing else precisely like them on Gor."Nomads of Gor, pg 118."Already a large, curtained enclosure had been set up near the slave wagon. For a fee, the proprietor of the wagon would permit visitors. These arrangements irritated me somewhat, for customarily, the chain dance, the whip dance, the love dance of the newly collared slave girl, the brand dance, and so on, are performed openly by firelight in the evening, for the delight of any who care to watch....I gathered that the little wench from Port Kar must be superb." Nomads of Gor, pg 147. CLAN OF SALT HUNTERS "They do have, however, certain clans, not castes, which specialize in certain matters, for example the clan of healers, leather workers, salt hunters, and so on."Nomads of Gor, pg 12. CLAN OF SCARERS When I have the time," said Harold, "I will call one from the clan of Scarers and have the scar affixed. It will make me look even more handsome." Nomads of Gor, pg 247. CLAN OF SINGERS "The Wagon Peoples, as might be expected, have a large and complex oral literature. This is kept and occasionally, in parts, recited by the Camp Singers. "Nomads of Gor, page 12. CLAN OF TORTURERS "The Wagon peoples are the only ones that have a clan of torturers, trained as carefully as Scribes of Physicians, in the arts of detaining life. Some of these men have achieved fortune and fame in various Gorean cities for their services to Initiates and Ubars, and others with an interest in these arts. For some reason they all wear hoods. It is said that they remove the hood only when the sentence is death, so that it is only condemened men who have seen whatever it is that lies beneath the hood." Nomads of Gor, page 9-10. "'I have a knife!' cried Aphris in fury. "...When Kamchak had drunk the cup of wine he looked again at Aphris.' For what you have done,' he said, 'it is common to call one of the Clan of Torturers.' " Nomads of Gor, page 142. "I noted, following me, as I had more than once, a masked figure, one wearing the hood of the Clan of Torturers." Nomads of Gor, page 147. "Aphris, for her part, although the quivas were still available, seemed, shortly after having begun to sleep at Kamchak's feet, for some reason to have thought better of burying one in his heart. It would not have been wise, of course, for even if she were successful, her consequent hideous death at the hands of the Clan of Torturers would probably, all things considered, have made her act something of a bad bargain. Nomads of Gor, page 155. CLAN OF YEARKEEPERS "The years, incidentally, are not numbered by the Wagon Peoples, but given names, toward the end, based on something or other which has occurred to distinguish the year. The year names are kept in living memory by Year Keepers, some of whom can recall the names of several thousand consecutive years. The Wagon peoples do not trust important matters, such as year names, to paper or parchment, subject to theft, inset and rodent damage, deterioration, etc. Most of those of the Wagon Peoples have excellentmemories, trained from birth." Nomads of Gor, pg 12. "His parents and people had been slain in the Turian raid in which he had been captured, so he had no kin. There had been, fortunately for him, a Year Keeper who had recalled the family." Nomads of Gor, pg 68.