Dimanche 1 janvier 2012 7 01 /01 /Jan /2012 23:00

Greetings,

 

I know you might have already read this a dozen times so i will make it short.

 

A lot happened to Dark in 2011, and i hope good will come out of all that is left behind...

 

For now, i wish you all a very good and happy new year,

 

May it be a healty and wealthy one for all of you.

 

Dark.

Par Darkangel - Communauté : Gor (John Norman) Second life
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Mardi 13 décembre 2011 2 13 /12 /Déc /2011 22:00

Dark noticed the presence of a Free woman as she walked on the docks, and followed her until he lost her from sighs... Dark then listening to the Gong, made his path down stairs.


The Visiting Free Woman: Tal my Lord


Dark paused as he was now looking toward the Free woman, and listened to her greetings...Dark Raised his right forearm and lifted his palm "Tal Lady, welcome to Farnacium, i am Dark, Administrator of this island, how may i help you?"


The Visiting Free Woman: I am Elisabeth and I was hoping to see what your fair city offers in the case of Merchants Wares


The Visiting Free Woman: and possibly a kajira to serve me


Dark kept his gaze locked over the Free Woman and then acknowledged her words with a light nodding movement of his head as he replied to her...."Maybe i shall first try to direct you to a shoes artisans, Lady Elisabeth?"


The Visiting Free Woman: yes of course,
The Visiting Free Woman: Lead the way, my Lord


Dark smiled as he listened to the answer of the Free woman and then asked "may i know what is the place you call home?"


The Visiting Free Woman: I call Sardar my home my Lord


Dark was listening to her as she announced the Sardar was her home....Dark simply then turned and motioned a way, "This way please"


The Visiting Free Woman: This place is fair teeming with wares I require. I thank you my Lord.
The Visiting Free Woman smiles gratefully


Dark walked into the shop and then checked around if Lady Vena would be there working...Dark muttered slightly and then turned his gaze over the Free woman as he was listening the way she was calling him, and raised a brow "You told me you were from the Sardar? it is a long way from the Sardar to Farnacium, did you walked all this way with your feet bare and naked?"


The Visiting Free Woman glares at him for insinuating such a thing
The Visiting Free Woman: Of course not! I merely have traveled so long that my shoes have worn through to the point where they are unwearable.
The Visiting Free Woman: Therefore I require new footwear, to make the home journey


Dark smiled softly as he then commented, "it is such a misery, Lady Elisabeth, i hope your bare foot are not hurt from walking naked on the warm and hot ground of Farnacium, we should go visit the Physician Lady that would apply on them some cream


The Free Woman knelt at the entrance to the store and knelt quietly, wondering who her Master was talking to, and when she could beg to greet.
The Visiting Free Woman: Yes, lets. Then my poor baking feet will feel fine once again Lead on my Lord


Dark's kajira blinked... Bare feet? On a Free? She must have heard wrong. What Free except one that wanted to be enslaved, would have bare legs?


The Visiting Free Woman notices a kajira waiting patiently for her Master outside the door
The Visiting Free Woman: Tal girl


Dark listened to the familiar bells of his girls and then turned to look at who the girl could be, observing Lara kneeling by the entrance.....Dark then turned his gaze over the Free woman once again as she commented about her poor baked feet and then replied "would you mind letting me see your feet, i would not like you to walk more then you already did, if your feel can't , show me your feet Lady Elisabeth"


The Visiting Free Woman: oh very well then


Dark's kajira went white....


The Visiting Free Woman lifts her right foot to show the Lord


Dark crouched, and picked with care the feet of the woman in his hand, checking the right one, with attention, for any hurt, and paused his eyes on the details of the skin, letting his thumb softly caressing the skin "does it hurt?"


The Visiting Free Woman gasps a little with pain
The Visiting Free Woman: Yes, its painful to be touched


Dark turned his gaze over his girl and then commented "Lara, would you mind going to find Lady McMasters, i believe we need her assistance here


Dark's kajira: "Yes, my Master" she replied weakly, turning quickly to locate her Mistress


The Visiting Free Woman sits on the counter to get off of her aching feet


Dark in fact snapped his fingers and pointed toward the slave and in a movement of his fingers instructing her to go


Dark's kajira: "My Mistress..." she gasped, shocked to turn around and see her behind her.


Dark's Companion was clutching a long dark robe and tutting about something, muttering under her breath about doors not being made the way they should. She then sees Lara sitting outside the shop of the Dress Maker and says quietly to the girl "Are you in Serve Girl?" she says to her slave. The Lady then looks inside the shop and is taken a little aback by Sir Dark's kneeling seemingly "Greetings" she says flatly


The Visiting Free Woman: Tal Lady


Dark's kajira: "I am not, my MIstress." She barely breathes the words.


Dark released the foot and then grabbed the other one as he noticed the Free woman had taken place onto the counter....Dark then looked over the foot and once again used his thumb, caressing the soft skin slowly, before to slowly raised his hand from her feet to her bottom leg under the knee, "Does that Hurt?"


Dark's Companion hears Lara and then says quietly to the girl "Are my eyes deceiving me, or does the Administrator appear to be giving the Lady a foot massage!" she asks her slave.


Dark turned his gaze over his shoulder as he showed a bright smiles to his companion and commented "ohh Lady McMasters, i was looking for you, it seem we do have a Lady here, walking around without shoes, and in need of help, i am sure you will be very helpful as a Woman like you know well enough about Free women and bare naked feet, do you?"


Dark's Companion felt her face contort with her own confusion of the situation. For it nearly confounded the Lady McMasters to even dream of asking what their Administrator was up to now.


Dark's kajira: "My MIstress is not seeing things." She was very quiet indeed, and did not say any more.


The Visiting Free Woman gasps a little with pain saying "Oh by the deities, it pains me much!"


Dark's Companion looks at the Administrator with a strange confused look, she then looks at the woman and then back to her slave Lara. Her final look landed on the Lady again. "May I ask… and, forgive my rudeness Lady, but may I ask where are your shoes?" she said with a frowned expression.


The Visiting Free Woman: My shoes have dissolved and become unwearable overtime Lady with travel from my home of Sardar


Dark slowly released the foot of the woman and then stood back on his feet, he had been able to already get enough to think about and then turned to look at his companion "Indeed, i asked the Lady same question, can you imagine the poor creature walking her path from the Sardars to Farnacium with her feet bare naked"


Dark's kajira wondered where the Lady's chaperone was... But then, she knew her Master would have already delt with that issue....


Dark's Companion looked at her slave Lara and wondered if she was starting to see through 3 very thick veils... and her concealment hood.... she then looked back at the Lady and then said... "Forgive me Lady, You are a Free Woman, and you have enough material in that dress you have to make something that would cover yourself, how on earth did you get here without shoes?" she said quietly


The Visiting Free Woman: By ship of course, Lady


Dark's Companion shakes her head and then says to Sir Dark "Have you seen the Lady Vena, I need to drop a few things here needless to say, I will leave a note for her... the tear on this robe is none too obvious" she then took a few steps into the shop and set down the robe on the counter


Dark looked over his shoulder and then listening to Lady McMasters, commented, "i trust that the Lady Elisabeth need some rest, after such a long travel with feet bare naked, and at the Administrator's office will be a good place to rest, There is a room set there for people to rest"


The Seamstress Lady is a bit surprised when she sees the Lady McMasters outside of her shop but even moreso when the woman goes inside. Blinking curiously Venaeya hastily follows, wondering how her shop got opened in the first place when she made sure to lock it up but, when she spots the Administrator, she's sure that's probably the reason why. "Tal Administrator, Tal Ladies."


Dark's kajira noted the Lady that headed towards the shop, staying silent as she approached, thiking that her greeting would interupt the dealings


Dark's Companion heard the Administrator and then looked at him slowly


The Visiting Free Woman: Why thank you, my Lord. I will gratefully accept your humble offering of a place to rest
The Visiting Free Woman: Tal Lady


The Seamstress Lady: "My...lord?" Venaeya says curiously, giving the woman an odd look. "Where are you from, Lady?"


The Visiting Free Woman: The Sardar, Lady


Dark's Companion tilted her head to one side to the Administrator just as the Lady Vena came into her shop. Her look to the Administrator was one that he knew, it was one of …. what are you up to now… kind of looks.


Dark smiled as he looked over Lady Vena stepping in and raised his right forearm before to lift his palm and replied "Of course, my Lord, i am not but a Lord to some women, aren't i, Lady Vena?"


Dark's Companion chuckles


The Seamstress Lady: "I have been to the Sardar for the fairs and never have I heard anyone addressed in such a manner and you most certainly are not, Administrator. At least not to us women, only to slaves."


The Visiting Free Woman: I am sorry but I must've misheard you Lady. What are you insinuating?
The Visiting Free Woman glares suspicously at the Lady Vena


Dark pointed at the Free woman's feet and then commented "well, Lady Vena, the poor Lady here is having her feet all naked from killing her shoes during her long travel from the Sardars....she may then legitimately call me , my Lord, isn't that just correct way for her to call me?"


The Seamstress Lady: "I am insinuating nothing, simply answering a question asked by my Administrator. He is lord to no free woman."
The Seamstress Lady shrugs at the next question from the Administrator, not caring one way or the other. "Well I am sure the Lady McMasters is a better judge on these things, Sir. Afterall, I am only a low caste woman."


Dark's Companion shakes her head a little at the facade and then smooths the robe out on the counter. She then takes out a quill from the side and writing on a piece of paper she states where the rip is on the robe and how much she is willing to pay for the repairs. Her attention always and fully on the Lady with no shoes.


The Free Woman: It is my mistake, then to mistake my customs with yours, for I am tired and need a place to rest
Dark nodded his head and then supported her last words "I will show you where to rest Lady, please follow me while you can"


The Seamstress Lady: "Do all those from the Sardar adress men as my lord or is itsimply you, Lady? I do find myself quite...fascinated by your ah, customs."


The Free Woman: It is the custom of the Sardar Lady


The Seamstress Lady snorts softly before shuffling around her counter so that she can start her day of work.


The Free Woman: Of course Administrator, lead on


Dark smiled brightly as he lead the path to the Administrator's hall


Dark's Companion she then pulls out her pouch and places one coin on their, a copper coin, she then then turns to the Lady with no shoes and says very matter of factly "You will not mind whilst we ask you a few questions then Lady perhaps at the Administrators office as to how you came here, who is your protector, assuming you are a woman that thinks of herself as a Free Woman and would not travel alone, also who will vouch for you, and you family, we will send a note to them, in the Sardars you say?" she then looks at the Administrator and says "I believe we have a slave in Free clothing and I am willing to claim this to the Magistrate, if I am wrong then I will make my apologies Sir"


The Visiting Free Woman: of course not Lady
The Visiting Free Woman: once I've rested


Dark's Companion chuckles and looks at the Administrator as she knows exactly where the Lady is being led.


The Free Woman: I will gladly answer any questions you have


Dark turned slightly as he looked over Lara and snapped his fingers, "Lara, prepare some gruel and fresh water, i want to see you at the Administrator office in no time to say beast"


Dark's Companion looks now back at the Lady Vena and says "I will come to see you in the morning Lady, perhaps my robe will be ready then?" she says.


Dark reached for his keys ring and then picked one from it, as he soon walked toward the gates in front and unlocked them before to motion the Lady the path to follow "in Here Lady Elisabeth"
Dark paused as she entered and then closed the gate right behind her
Dark locked the gate and then placed the keys ring back to his belt


The Visiting Free Woman: It is simple but will suffice. Thank you Administrator


Dark: you are most welcome Lady, *Said Dark as he offered her a smile, thinking that the Free woman might have run hitting her on the head while traveling across Thassa* "I will have a slave to come give you food and water, so you can rest with a full belly,"


The Free Woman: Thank you


Dark's kajira held the tray above her head, offering the gruel and water to her Master. "Your gruel and water, Master. This girl hopes it pleases you this day." She felt strange saying the words, matching gruel to her Masyer's diet...


Dark turned and looked over his slave as he narrowed his gaze and walked straight to her, slapping the back of her head "not My gruel, slut! nor My Water, but all this is for the Free Woman inside, this room" *As he pointed toward the Free woman that apparently goes on the bed easily, and started to find her place comfortable in the small room"


The Visiting Free Woman sits up smelling food


Dark's kajira cringed as he hit her, knowing that he had ordered the food for the Free Woman, yet only acting as he himself had taught her to do. "yes, my Master. This girl begs forgiveness for being a stupid beast" she said quietly, easing the food down to her chest height and moving so as to push the food through the bars of the prison using a space provided for just this sort of transaction.


The Visiting Free Woman: thank you stupid beast
The Visiting Free Woman bends with her knees retrieving...a bowl of GRUEL!!


Dark turned his gaze over Lara and laughed at the Free Woman's words, "You heard that mine, you stupid beast!"


Dark's kajira: "Yes, my Master. This girl apologies again for its stupiditiy. It must have been really dull witted, my Master."


The Visiting Free Woman: I believe a mistake has been made, Administrator. Your slut has given me food worthy only of slaves


Dark's kajira hung her head, though not all of her body language suggested she was at all remorseful.


The Visiting Free Woman: You girl, get me proper food!


Dark's kajira: "Me, Mistress? " She looked to the caged Woman.


Dark turned his gaze over the Free Woman and then replied to her "no mistake, Lady, as i ordered her to bring you gruel and water, i could have leave you inside without anything"


The Visiting Free Woman: what madness is this! I expected real food and you give me slaves gruel!
The Visiting Free Woman: This is most definitely the last time I ever come to your city!


The Seamstress Lady guffaws at the woman's esclamation before arching a brow in Lady McMaster's direction.


Dark's kajira wondered what woud happen to the woman if she did turn out to be a runaway slave. Whould she be hamstrung, or would her Master enforce the law in full, and toss her on the rubbish heap, arms and legs bound, for the sleen and vermin to chew on? She shuddered at that thought, having heard a tale told of that death in Landa...


Dark looked over the Free Woman and then replied "Well, we shall then let a Magistrate decide about what is madness, and what is not, until then....." *Dark snapped his fingers and pointed toward the bed has his tone became less warm and more firm "you will rest and eat what is given to you"


The Visiting Free Woman rests on the bed, not because some delusional Administrator told her to, but because she is tired


Dark took a few step back and then turned as he snapped his fingers again and pointed to his boot, "heel, slut, harta"


The Seamstress Lady: "Well it seems we were not needed afterall, Lady."


Dark's Companion walked into the Council chambers where the cells were for prisoners awaiting trial. She was not surprised to see the Lady that had been in the shop, now behind those very same bars. The Lady looked to see the Girl Lara sitting kneeling near the bars apparently offering gruel and water to the woman behind them. The Administrator standing not far away from the outside of the cell. And the woman's cries and shouting of protest from behind the intricately engraved wrought iron cell doors. The Lady then nodded back to the Lady Vena and said with a slight finality of the situation "It appears the Lady is tired" she says and then speaks to the Administrator "We should sit down and work on the paperwork for this Sir, I would like to send a note to the Sardars to ask for her family or someone that could vouch for her.


Dark reached for Lara's hairs and took a hold of them with a tight and firm grip, listening to his companion speaking as he replied "well, i was expecting nothing else but having this be done, we shall have Lady Cora preparing such document."


Dark's kajira gasped again, his fingers coiling her hair in his fist. She wondered why he had taken a liking for hurting her, then remembered that it was at least only hair, and would grow back....


Dark's Companion gave a gentle incline to the Administrator and looked down now at her slave. the Lady was never accustomed to seeking to protect a slave and she was always the first to shave the hair off a slave that displeased her, but she had seen the Adminsitrator grabbing her property like that more too often "Sir, why do you hold my slave so?" she said quietly "Has the girl displeased you?"


Dark then pointed toward the beast and then commented "and i would like your beast, my companion to be punished for guessing that i would ever have her preparing gruel to give it to serve it to her Master"


Dark's Companion now nodded in understanding


The Seamstress Lady laughs softly at the words before tossing a hand in the air. "Well I do have work to attend to so I wish you both well."

Par Darkangel - Publié dans : Dark's adventures/Aventures de Dark - Communauté : Gor (John Norman) Second life
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Vendredi 2 décembre 2011 5 02 /12 /Déc /2011 10:36

Greetings,

 

Well this is now 4 years i am part of the Second Life Community, and mostly as a member of the Gorean Community.

I have learned and followed what i would call a traditional path in learning what is Gor.

I am someone passionate and the time i spent online daily can be set as a minimum of 5 to 7 hours, so i guess i can have a point of view about the Second Life Gorean Community at this point.

 

When i first started, without any knowledge of Gor, i found myself into a French Gorean Sim, which basically taught me the very rudimentary basis of Gor and how to use a weapon in Second life, mostly "bow".

By Rudimentary, i mean:

-Gor is a Men's world

-There are sexy slaves in Gor

-Panthers are pretty sexy and enjoyable sluts.

-oh and not forget the basic, capture, cross & collar/brand the sluts.

 

Well.....after a couple months "playing that game" i finally decided to move on and try to see over the very poor picture of Gor i had been presented.....French are sadly not a model when it come to Gor.

 

I finally stepped in English Gorean Sim, well English/US, where i started to learn seriously about Gor and purchased books. I trust the English community to be more skilled and widely developed when it come to Gorean philosophy....well at least this was 3 years and half ago.....

 

I have learned a lot from my adventures left and right, i met a lot of different profiles in SL Gor, some were very passionate as myself, and being simply Gorean as an extension of their own personality and some other were simply "playing" a roleplay game where they would simply enjoy the environment without really to care about the psychology behind the scene.

 

With time, i have seen more and more that 2nd group of "players" developing and increasing in term of Second life Gorean population, which led to an actual environment that look more like a FPS/Shoot em up environment with not really a knowledge of what is Gor but the basic rules i listed before...

-Gor is a Men's world

-There are sexy slaves in Gor

-Panthers are pretty sexy and enjoyable sluts.

-oh and not forget the basic, capture, cross & collar/brand the sluts.

 

THIS IS NOT GOR!!!

 

Actually, Second Life is a place where you will find a legion of Gorean SIMS which for 90 to 95% are not respecting the spirit of the books. So let's call them Gorean Evolved SIMS or Ungorean SIMS.

 

In Second Life Gor, you find 2 categories of Roleplay Environment.

1- The Gorean Evolved or the Gorean Fake By the Books SIMS: Most of these people are just using with their low knowledge of Gor (mostly from notecards), to build SIMS that look like Gorean, taste like gorean (Capture/collar/Masters/slaves/etc....) but are completely Anarchic....

What do i mean?

I mean that there are no respect of the Spirit of Gor...People there are not Roleplaying correctly, they look mostly for "Fun" by using to shoot after anything that come around, and have their fun with it, such as capture/rape/torture/kill and all this mostly just for the sake of it, without to respect the spirit of the books, because they have no clue about what this mean since they have for most not read a single book, but are basing their roleplay on eventually some notecards they read and which often contain some mistakes and onlinisms.

So to make it short, this represent actually 90% to 95% of the Second Life Gorean Community.

 

2-The "By the Books" Gorean SIM: Most of these places have been built by people dedicated to Gor, idealist and trully wanting to create a gorean environment as close as possible from what been painted in the books by John Norman.

Now, this is good! oohhhh yes, you will think that is wonderful to have such place.....

But the Second Life Gorean BtB tend to have a serious problem....He cannot unite....He need to create his own SIM and rule it....

So you have 5% to 10% of Gorean SIMS that are basically populated by dedicated persons, but they are mostly on their own or little groups of 5 peoples which come online whenever they can....so in the end, since a SIM is rather expensive and there is rarely the support of anyone, they dies and get closed......

What happen?

Another BtB gorean person is going to decide to create his own SIM.....and so the typical process of a futur dead SIM is restarted....

I can t understand people....Gor In SL, as BtB Gor is a very little world, people know each other, they know from long time for usually they are around SL GOR for years and have simply created another Avatar (Alts) for X or Y reason....But in the end, these people are the same.

People complain about Gor, and how it evolved during the last few years from what was at least a minimum Gorean, to what it became today...a pure joke where Gor is seen as a BDSM environment....and sadist/mazo get lost in an environment that is not their to be.

 

Seriously, ask yourself, and i am speaking to you, people claiming to be true Gorean....Ask yourself, who is to blame here?

I will simply say "YOU"

You are to blame, because you let this happen, your internal fights & dramas, that led you to walk away instead of acting in a mature way and move on, solving the dramas In Character and not turn it into an out of character fight....

You let this happen, you are the responsible of what Second Life gor is now.

 

New people come to Gor, still, there are people discovering, like i did, without a clue of what Gor is, without to know there are books...And what do they find?

Second Life Gor Evolve.....They are being told by people acting ungorean, what is Gor.

When it should be us, people respecting in a strict way the spirit of the books, that should lead and teach the new generations.

 

Now you will tell me....alright, and what are you doing?? you speak a lot, but what are you doing to change this?

 

This is now since March 2011 that i am in charge of a BtB Gorean SIM, yes, i do give the best of myself to save what can be saved of the spirits of the books of Gor. Now, i am sadly coming to think that anything you can do, anything you can offer to people, Freely, they will just ruin it.

You offer a full Gorean Environment, where they find SIM Owners fully dedicated to Gor, and giving the best of their own self to promote the sim, develop roleplay, create events, recruit new people, and all this with the most controverted and disliked part of a SIM...The Rules!!

 

The problem you have in Second Life Gor, is that no one care the rules as soon as there is something you dislike in them. People have no respect of Gor, they can't live by the rules of the books, because it is too much they can accept, it would ruin their "fun" and people want to have fun, but they want it "THEIR WAY", not the way used in the books.

 

So when you are strictly sticking to the rules, you are then pointed as a Tyran, or sort of God moding SIM Owner, that do as he want and do not let you have your fun.

I am Sorry, if i have to broke your fun and way to be in Gor, just to preserve the spirit of the books, then i will damn straight do it!

 

Another thing is, people need to see other in a SIM, if you come around and see no one, or 2 or 3 people on the SIM with your mini map, then basically, you try to find another one where there are more people to roleplay with....

Alright, Fair enough...now if you would stay a little on the sim, and start a roleplay, you could perhaps see someone else coming like you to find some roleplay....and so on and on, waiting a little and engaging RP with the few people present on the sim, would allow you to discover the place, their people, and bring life to a SIM that need it!

But instead of this, the reaction is typical...not enough people ====> Teleport out.

That's just ridiculous, give it time, and explore, take your time, there are people that are living there, they might not be online for a different time zone...

what does this mean?

if you like the place you discover, why not try to apply and bring people to create a different time zone group.

If you support the rules and find comfortable with the few contacts you had with the Sim owner and the people living around, why not stay!

It is not only the duty of the SIM owner to bring life and people to a SIM, but it is the duties of each one of us, to create roleplay and engage people coming around your home.

Are you on SL GOR to Roleplay or to wait in front your screen doing nothing?

 

So now my question is....

What do you want? Gor as it has been written by John Norman? or Gor as you want to write it?

Personally i want it by the books, and i would dream of people sharing the same goal, to unite and regroup in a single place.....

I don t know how...regroup in a few sims and join them all together in a sort of massive continent....

But do something, and do it seriously, for soon, Gor will be nothing but a pure joke, totally alienated by people that have no respect for anything.

 

Gor is a Harsh world, yes, it is a world of passion, of wars, of love, and most of all, Codes!!!

 

Save Gor...while it is possible.

 

Dark.

Admin of Farnacium

Par Darkangel - Publié dans : Gor in Second Life - Communauté : Gor (John Norman) Second life
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Jeudi 1 décembre 2011 4 01 /12 /Déc /2011 00:26

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=G O R E A N    P O E T R Y   A W A R D S=
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An incredible 35 people showed their support for the Gorean Poetry Awards on Sunday 27th November 2011 on the Isle of Farnacium.    People travelled from all over Gor, over plains, barrens and open thassa to come to gather to celebrate great works of poetry and song.  Here are samples from the Awards, cleaned and edited for maximum reading pleasure.

The Poems

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[10:08]  Xaz Elephas begins to read the poem as he speaks softly, yet with a deep voice filled with the compassion he had for his caste, his life experiences and allowing a brief time to see what he saw, what he felt all this years as he roamed his beloved Gor as an Assassin as he gazed out upon those gathered to hear his words…

"The Assassin by Xaz Elephas"

“From the shell of what I was, comes the Assassin I have become.
I rise to stand in the shadows of lost memory.
The ground moves beneath me.
Above me the stars call down their abandonment as I walk through the city of my prey.

Bold adventurers. Men at arms. Craftsmen and Women of Grace.
I listen to the rise and fall of their chests as they breathe in the sweet air of their lives.
I stand apart; in a sin of darkness looking down upon their faces.
Who marks time when time has no meaning?
Who finds wealth in the undoing of life?
Who faces terror with the eyes of a child?

The throbbing of their hearts becomes more than I can bear.
I flee the city to find comfort in the forests and hills that surround it.
Here I sit without regret; without remorse.
The dead surround me.
And together we rest.

I find myself under the great Pines on a forested hillside.
Under the bright three moons that mocks my existence.
I find myself standing face to face with brigands whose eyes betray their terror.
I kiss the Gypsy’s lips.
Take my fill of her with my sword and
Leave bones where none before existed.

I am both the terror of my existence and
The product of my undoing.
Killer to the spiteful moons.
Lord to a Spectral Court.
Lover to the hunger, I lay willingly in the arms of fate.

Standing on the docks of commerce I watch the traders disembark.
I catch the scent of foreign lands where the gold is rich and pure.
Tonight I shall board this ship, sail beyond this town of desperate lovers
Place my foot upon a distant shore and taste the richness of those souls.

For mine is the art of the Assassin
The flash of steel upon living flesh.
And the finding of needful things.

I press myself against the darkness as I walk the streets unhindered.
There is peacefulness here.
An order not found in forest.
These citizens live a calm existence and accept what fate I have planed for them.

I am the Assassin that awaits them in the shadow of their cities.
I can smell their cherry blossoms.
I can taste their food.
I can smell the ocean that surrounds them.

Gold. Rich and pure sustains me.
The night sings of it.
I pass the homes of artisans, poets, warriors and Administrators.
I writhe in delight as I feed on the fear of any I find.
None is exempt.

The woods and hills echo with the howls of Kurr that sense my disdain.
The night wears on into the blue curse of dawn.
I take my kill and leave this city through the Shimmering Gate.
There are other lands to see.
Cities of wealth and power.
Gold of Ubars and Ubara’s.
And I am open to them all. "

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[10:10]  Xaz Elephas gives a respect nod to the gathering as he steps down.
[10:10]  Lady McMasters (electra.mcmasters) smiles and applauds
[10:10]  Dainial: applause
[10:10]  Darkangel Mavendorf smiled and slapped his right hand over his left shoulder
[10:10]  Maria (maria.tisane) smiles and applauds
[10:10]  Taylor Rozzi (taylor.rozenberg) claps
[10:10]  Lilith Illyar grins and woots.
[10:10]  Urmitu: claps Well done
[10:10]  Barry Yowman: applause
[10:10]  Lara (twilightorchid) claps, amazed
[10:10]  windmillchaser Constantine: HERE HERE....HERE HERE BRAVO!!
[10:10]  Mira (chelseyanne.seetan) smiles
[10:11]  PinkPixie Scorpio: applause
[10:11]  Tycho (tycho.celestalis) ponders the poem a moment, and then applauds against his shoulder.
[10:11]  Nekogirl Tigerpaw whistels for one of her personal favroites
[10:11]  Taylor Rozzi (taylor.rozenberg) applauds as pesky makes her way onto the stage
[10:11]  Kaiila Mahoney looks up at her long time friend and winks at him in encouragement.. "Well Done Killer.. you once again excell in your craft"
[10:11]  Angel Aji: applause
★ ☆ ✮ ✯

"Old man of whitened hair by Tomas Wildcat"

"leave that oar,
 Broken and bare,
 leave it right there"
 "no more sailing upon,
 those deep waters for you"
 your eyes now darkened blue

 Go back up that familiar trail
 return home to your beloved vale.
 think not of the waters you have sailed.
 return to your beloved vale.
 go sit in that comfortable chair
 in front of that warm fire there.

 Gather the children about your feet
 tell them you have a surprising treat
 you will tell them of battles long ago
 of giants and warriors that you know
 for old man with whitened hair
 oar and man, my voice now bare
 of you these great waters
 will aways be aware, and feel
 your soulful stare

Soon I return from the waters blue
 new tales of battle true,
 of longboats with gold a strew
 old man with whitened hair
 these great waters of you
 will always be
 aware...

★ ☆ ✮ ✯
[11:28]  ℒⅰbbⅰ (liberty.luckstone): lowers her head.... I thank all for listening on behalf of my Jarl
[11:28]  Lady McMasters (electra.mcmasters) claps very loudly and applauds Libbie for stepping in for her owner
[11:29]  Lara (twilightorchid) claps loudly
[11:29]  Urmitu: bravo bravo well read
[11:29]  Nephtides: *applauds with a smile*
[11:29]  Mirit (elara.jupiter) applauds the girl.
[11:29]  Lilly (taylor.schroeder): yay! Lovely!
[11:29]  Tycho (tycho.celestalis) applauds.
[11:29]  Dainial: applause
[11:29]  PinkPixie Scorpio: applauds
[11:29]  Nephtides: elegantly done
[11:29]  Jessie Sinister claps loudly, "Very nice!"
[11:29]  ℒⅰbbⅰ (liberty.luckstone): trips back down hurriedly blushing bright red
[11:29]  Lady Raven Cedarbridge (raven.cedarbridge): applauds...
[11:29]  khalida Juutilainen claps hard and smiles
[11:29]  windmillchaser Constantine: VERY GOOD!!
[11:29]  Darkangel Mavendorf smiled and could picture the man, as he applaud
★ ☆ ✮ ✯

"Such A Thing I Wrote by twilightorchid Resident"

Such a sight I saw.

Such a sight I saw when the collar was thrust before me,
Slave steel burning in the sun like Thassa, alight in the dawn,
The clouded gold holding such a threat, a portent, a promise,
Gleaming letters spelled out more than just a name.

    Such a sight I saw.

Such a scent I smelled.

Such a scent I smelled of the oiled hinge open and anticipating,
Hungry to close forever around my throat and seal me a beast,
The aroma of passion filled me, unheeding of my desire,
Like the cravings of a wild sleen, it roared through my mind,

    Such a scent I smelled.

Such a noise I heard.

Such a noise I heard as the clicking of the six pinned lock,
Each one a harmony, reciting the letters to a certain word,
Each metallic kiss a hammer blow against my heart,
Forever echoing in my bosom, my self, my spirit, my soul,

    Such a noise I heard.

Such a taste I tasted.

Such a taste I tasted when my tongue caressed my ruby lip,
The awe was bitter blackwine, the apprehensions like salt,
The feast of fear was to great for all the eating,
Rancid ashes and yet moreish, I became a glutton,

    Such a taste I tasted.

Such a touch I felt.

Such a touch I felt when icy metal took me,
Held me fast - It was wearing me, not I wearing it,
The encircling steel not only binding my neck,
the studded, hardened instrument caging my soul,

    Such a touch i FEEL.

★ ☆ ✮ ✯
[10:43]  Lara (twilightorchid) smiles and backs off the stage.
[10:43]  windmillchaser Constantine: BRAVO BRAVO!!!!!
[10:43]  Nephtides: wooot *applauds loudly*
[10:43]  Xaz Elephas claps
[10:43]  Lady Raven Cedarbridge (raven.cedarbridge): applauds
[10:43]  Mirit (elara.jupiter) remembers to breathe and clap.
[10:43]  Dainial claps loudly
[10:43]  khalida Juutilainen smiles and applauds
[10:43]  Tycho (tycho.celestalis) applauds. "Excellent."
[10:43]  Cherrie Dover: claps heartily
[10:43]  Darkangel Mavendorf smiled as he listened to Lara and then slapped his right hand over his left shoulder
[10:43]  Kaiila Mahoney: wow..i would hate to have to judge these
[10:43]  Urmitu: claps loudly
[10:43]  goodboy Huntress: )
[10:43]  Barry Yowman: applause


Please keep checking www.farnacium.com for the winning entries which should be published by 16th December, in addition to a memorial to the winner which will be erected at the heart of Farnacium.  The Poetry book, a legacy of the handwritten poems from the event will also be available to view from 16th December at the Library in Farnacium.

 

"Thank you all, sincerely, for such a great event.  Every poem and song was celebrated and delivered with pride and excellence.  I am very proud to have been part of this Gorean event, and hope these note-cards will bring just as much pleasure after the event."

Many thanks
Compliments of the GPA Event Organiser

Electra McMAsters & Darkangel Mavendorf

Par Darkangel - Publié dans : Gorean stories/Histoires de Gor - Communauté : Gor (John Norman) Second life
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▪  Infant Slave: (Cheapest Prices = 2 Tarsk Bits)
The most inexpensive of slaves are infants.  It is not unusual in the cities for free women to sell their infant daughters into slavery.  Some women even do it on a regular basis, as an added form of income.  Two tarsk bits is a standard price for an infant.  The price could be higher depending on the qualifications of the mother.  The women doing actually make a pittance when you consider all of their time and labor.

▪  FeMale Work Slaves: (Cheap Prices)
Inexpensive slaves are female work slaves purchased for public kitchens, laundries, mills, etc.  These are the kettle-and-mat girls, the pot girls and other such lowly slaves.

▪  Male Work Slaves: (Low Prices = No more than 1 Silver Tarsk)
The next level of slaves are the male work slaves who commonly work on cargo galleys, wharves, fields, and quarries.  They are often criminals or war captives.
Most male slaves are inexpensive and usually will not garner more than a silver Tarsk.

▪  Basic Trained Slaves: (Moderate Prices)
The next general level, the most common type of slave, are the ones who can be used as a pleasure slave.  These slaves are not all trained pleasure slaves per se but only slaves for whom part of their duty is to sexually please their owner.

▪  Male Silk Slaves: (Good Prices = 4-6 Silver Tarsks)
The next level are the male silk slaves, a rare breed on Gor. male silk slaves whom commonly sell for four to six silver Tarsks.  A silk slave is a pleasure slave for a free woman.  They usually bring higher prices than basic female pleasure slaves only due to their rarity.  Most Gorean men make poor silk slaves.

▪  Highly trained Slaves: (Expensive Prices)
The most expensive slaves though are generally special pleasure slaves, dancers, exotics and passion slaves.  These slaves are generally all highly trained.

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"An individual slave's value increases in value over time because they become used to their slavery and therefore how to serve, pleasure, fur etc...That is why an untrained slave is worth less than a trained one." 

▪  Slave Previous Caste:
Slaves who were once High Caste generally are worth more than Low Caste ones.

▪  Slave Pierced:
Pierced ears, once a mark of degradation, now also increase a girl's value.

▪  Slave Age:
If a slave is young when she is initially sold, her value may increase once her body matures into a more womanly figure.

▪  Slave Silk:
On Gor, a white silk (a virgin) is often praised higher then a Red silk (opened), surely not for her experience as pleasure slave, but more as symbolic matters. Untouched, virgin, fresh meat.....

"Cernus smiled. 'Our Physicians ascertained,' said he, 'that she is only a Red Silk Girl.'
'I scarcely supposed,' said I, 'that you would permit a White Silk girl to go alone on the streets of Ar.'
Cernus chuckled. 'Indeed not,' he said. 'The risk is too much, sometimes as much as ten gold pieces.'"
(Book 5, Assassin of Gor, page 45)

" 'But,' had said Ute, 'if a man seizes you, you are not to yield yourself to him, for you are white silk.'
A flash of irritation passed through me. 'I am charged with the protection of my market value?' I asked, ironically.
'Yes,' said Ute, matter-of-factly. 'Though I, if I were a man, would pay more for a red-silk girl.'
'I must do nothing,' I said, 'to diminish the investment of Rask of Treve?'
'That is correct,' said Ute.
'What if I am simply seized, and my attacker is not prepared to listen to reason?' I asked.
Ute laughted. It was the first time I had seen her laugh in the camp. I was pleased I had made her laugh.
'Cry out,' said Ute, 'and the others will take you from him and get him a red-silk girl.'
'All right,' I had said."
(Book 7, Captive of Gor, pages 306 - 307)


▪  Slave Training Level:
 As a girl's training level and knowledge increases, her value also appreciates. Pleasure slave training and dance training are key elements in raising a girl's price.

Cernus turned to Caprus, who stood near him.
"Is she trained?" he asked.
"No," said Caprus. "She is Red Silk but she knows almost nothing."?
"Let her be fully trained," said Cernus to Caprus.
"Fully?" asked Caprus.
"Yes," said Cernus, "fully."
Assassin of Gor, pages 47 - 48

▪  Slave Auction House Fame:
The place where you purchase a girl may also affect the price.  The most expensive girls are sold at the Curulean, the most prestigious auction house in Ar.  Slaves desire greatly to be sold there because they are often guaranteed to be sold to a wealthy owner.  A slave girl is seldom sold here for less than two gold tarns.
A beautiful, High Caste woman commonly sells for thirty to fifty gold tarns while a Low Caste woman will sell for half that amount.  Based on the above mentioned Earth conversion rates, a High Caste woman might be sold for up to $1,000,000.  In other auction houses, the slaves would sell for much less.  A gold tarn in such other places might purchase a girl worthy enough for a Ubar's Pleasure Gardens.

▪  Slave With Previous Free Status:
The most expensive slave would likely be the daughter of a Ubar or even a Ubara herself. In a private sale, she might bring up to 10,000 gold tarns.  In a public sale, where her status was unknown, such a woman might only be worth a few copper tarsks, dependent on their beauty.

▪  Slave Pedigree:
Exotics also get top prices due to their rarity, special abilities or talents.  Passions slaves are one of the more common exotics and they garner high prices.  Exotics such as poison girls or women who are raised never knowing the existance of men would be very expensive commodities.

▪  Slave Auction Participants:
Auctions generally bring the highest prices for girls due to the number of bidders.  An auction brings out the competitive nature of man and can cause girls to be sold for amounts higher than they are worth.

▪  Slave Purple Booths:
Purple booths are also used to girls in private sales though generally only to important or wealthy buyers.  These booths are commonly set within the courtyard of a slaver's house or at a fair.  In each booth there will be a special slave, one of a slaver's best.  A potential buyer can examine and try out the girl in the booth and then negotiate a price with the slaver.

▪  Slave Physical Attribute:
Certain physical types also garner higher prices in areas where those physical types are a rarity.  For instance, blue-eyed, blond women are rare in the Tahari region so they are more valuable there.  Other physical types are not so much as rarer but more desired in certain regions.  for example, in Torvaldsland they prefer large breasted women so pay more for them.  In general, and in many areas of Gor, auburn hair increases the value of a Slave.

▪  Slave Upkeep Costs:
Most men cannot afford to own more than one slave at a time.  But, a slave is often a good investment.  As many slaves appreciate in value over time, a man can eventually sell his slave for a profit and either buy a more expensive slave or multiple slaves.  Once you can afford a single slave, you will likely then always be able to own a slave.  A buyer must realise that his costs are not contained to the original price of the slave.  Upkeep costs are constant such as food, clothing, equipment or whatever other items a Slave might require.  Upkeep costs can be closely monitored by the owner though, spending only what he desires.  He could obviously keep a slave naked and feed her only the cheapest foods.  He could on the other hand keep her in fine silks with a jewelled collar.  It is all a matter of personal preference.

▪  Slave Collars: 
In general, slave collars were not made of precious metals and did not have expensive gems on them.  First, few could afford to do that. Second, such items are much more valuable than the slave and would leave her even more tempting to a thief.  Some would feel no compunction with killing a Slave to steal her bejewelled collar.  The few girls that possessed such items were the personal Slaves of the wealthy and those Girls did not wander around a city unaccompanied.

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▪General asses rules:
One man might feel a girl is worth only a silver tarsk while someone else might see her as a gold tarn girl.  Slave preferences vary greatly.  Like all other Gorean prices, there are also a multitude of variables involved.

"In a sense a woman is worth as much or as little as someone is willing to pay for her." (Magicians of Gor, p.338)

    There are dozens of references in the novels to the prices of slaves.  The prices range from a copper tarsk to many gold tarns.  A mere list of these references is not that useful due to the great variation involved in such pricing.  Luckily, an analysis of the references does indicate some general guidelines. Other girls may be sold for set prices at a slaver's house.

"The third woman cried out with anger, shaking her shackles. She was well curved, and diet and exercise could much improve her. I thought she might bring as much as sixty copper tarsks in a market. If that were so, and the inn sold her for that much, they would have made then, as I recalled, some twenty-five copper tarsks on her."
(Renegades of Gor  pg(s) 42-43)

"Too, Miles of Argentum had speculated that I might bring as much as even a silver tarsk in a market. Was it then because I was free? Were Gorean men spoiled for free women by those collared, curvaceous little sluts they had crawling about their feet, desperately eager to please them?"
(Kajira of Gor  pg(s) 114)

"The general class of slave will affect one's price." 
(Fighting Slave of Gor. p.163-165)
gives some useful guidelines in this area. 

"I scarcely supposed," said I, "that you would permit a White Silk girl to go alone on the streets of Ar"
    Cernus chuckled. "Indeed not," he said. "The risk is too much, sometimes as much as ten gold pieces."
(Assassin of Gor  pg(s) 45)

Elizabeth regarded the free woman. “Well,” she said, “you are rather beautiful, aren’t you?”
    The free woman stopped wailing. “Do you think so?” she asked.
    “Twenty gold pieces, I’d say,” appraised Elizabeth.
    “I’d give twenty-three,” said one of the men watching, the same fellow whom Elizabeth had slapped.
    In fury the free woman turned about and slapped him again, it not being his day in Ko-ro-ba.
    “What do you think?” asked Elizabeth of the cringing slave girl.
    “Oh, I would not know,” she said, “I am only a poor girl of Tyros.”
    “That is your misfortune,” said Elizabeth. “What is your name?”
    “Rena,” said she, “if it pleases Mistress.”
    “It will do,” said Elizabeth. “Now what do you think?”
    “Rena?” asked the girl.
    “Yes,” snapped Elizabeth. “Perhaps you are a dull-witted slave?”
    The girl smiled. “I would say twenty-five gold pieces,” she said.
    Elizabeth, with the others, inspected the free girl. “Yes,” said Elizabeth, “Rena, I think you’re right.” Then she looked at the free girl. “What is your name, Wench?” she demanded.
    The girl blushed. “Relia,” she said. Then she looked at the slave girl. “Do you really think I would bring so high a price Relia?”
(Assassin of Gor  pg(s) 73-7)

"Kneel to the whip," he said. I obeyed. I put my head down, and, beneath my body, crossed my wrists, as though they were bound. My back was bowed, ready for whatever punishment he might see fit to administer to me. I was in consternation. I trembled. Could I be still a slave girl? Could he be serious? Was it his intention to keep me still as a slave?
    Surely not. Surely not!
    “I would not wish you to take a loss on her," he was saying to the auctioneer. "Here is something which may cover the cost of the miserable little slave."
    I heard a pouch, heavy, filled with metal, strike heavily on the smoothed beams of the surface of the block.
    "The gratitude of the house, Master!" cried the auctioneer. He untied the strings of the pouch and, crying out with pleasure, spilled coins of gold to the woods. Swiftly he sorted the coins, expertly. "There are a hundred tarn disks of gold here!" he cried.
    The crowd roared its approval."
(Slave Girl of Gor  pg(s) 435-438)
 
"Slavery, for example, marvelously, subtly, tends to bring out the beauty in a woman. Many women, after a year or two in bondage, become so beautiful that they can double or triple their price." (Players of Gor, p.23) 

▪  Slave Rental:
"To rent a slave for a quarter Ah in Ar costs one copper."
(Assassin of Gor, p.156)

"I gestured to the two girls with the free woman. One of them slightly lowered her veil.
    “I will pay well for the use of one of these slaves,” I said to the free woman.
    “They are my personal slaves,” she said.
    “I will give a silver tarsk for the brief use of one, either that you might indicate,” I said.
    The warriors looked at one another. The offer was quite generous. It was unlikely that either of the girls would bring so much on the block."
(Beasts of Gor  pg(s) 114-115)

▪  Slave Boarding: 
"To board a slave costs a copper tarsk a day and training would cost extra."
(Tribesman of Gor, p.53)

▪  Slave Manuals: 
"These books on the feeding, care and training of slaves are relatively inexpensive."
(Maurauders of Gor, p.144)

▪  Branding:
"It costs a copper tarsk to brand a slave."
(Explorers of Gor, p.74) 
"A Metal Worker was given a silver tarsk for two brands and to saw off a metal collar.  He was very pleased with the payment." (Beasts of Gor, p.137)

▪  Slave Locker: 
"It costs a tarsk bit to use a slave locker.  You put your coin into a machine and receive a key to the locker.  You can then leave your slave girl here and lock it."
(Magicians of Gor, p.67)

▪  Bath Girl: 
"The cost for a bath girl with vary depending on the quality of the bath and the quality of the bath girl.  The cost generally ranges from a copper to silver tarsk for their use."
(Assassin of Gor, p.160-1)

"I cost one tarsk. Nela was an expensive girl, thought there were pools where the girls cost as much as a silver tarn disk. The tarsk is a silver coin, worth forty copper tarn disks. All the girls in the Pool of Blue Flowers cost the same, except novices in training who would go for ten or fifteen copper tarn disks. There were dozens of pools in the vast, spreading Capacian Baths. In some of the larger pools the girls went as cheaply as one copper tarn disk. For the fee one was entitled to use the girl as he wished for as long as he wished, his use of course, limited by the hours of the pool’s closing."
(Assassin of Gor  pg(s) 158-166)

▪  Brothel: 
"The prices of brothels depends on the quality of the place.  There are cheap tarsk bit places but also very expensive brothels.  A common price would be a copper tarsk, the same amount you would pay at a paga tavern."
(Mercenaries of Gor, p.312)

"I rose to my feet and placed two copper tarsks on the table. I went to the girl and, with the side of my foot, kicked her, "Get to the alcove," I told her."
(Rogue of Gor  pg(s) 13)

▪  Camp Slaves (likely be a Copper Tarsk or less): 
"These are girls owned by merchants who hold contracts to supply girls to soldiers.  They rent the girls to the soldiers for a fixed fee, usually a very nominal amount."
(Kajira of Gor, p.193)

▪  Coin Girl:
"These slaves go out into the streets at neck seeking to earn money for their use, generally only a tarsk bit.  The money is placed into a small locked box.  Satisfaction is guaranteed or you can get your money back from the girl's owner."
(Rogue of Gor, p.89-90, 234-5)

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