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I speculated. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #304)

"He said once," said Saphrar, "that he was told—" "By whom?" I asked. "I do not know," said Saphrar. "You know no more?" "No," said Saphrar. I speculated. The Others—those of power, not Priest-Kings, must, to some extent, understand or sense the politics, the needs and policies of the remote denizens of the Sardar—they were probably not altogether unaware of the business of Priest-Kings, particularly not now, following the recent War of Priest-Kings, after which many humans had escaped the Place of Priest-Kings and now wandered free, if scoffed at and scorned for the tales they might bear—possibly from these, or from spies or traitors in the Nest itself, the Others had learned—the Others, I was sure, would neither jeer nor scoff at the stories told by vagabonds of Priest-Kings. They could have learned of the destruction of much of the surveillance equipment of the Sardar, of the substantial reduction in the technological capabilities of Priest-Kings, at least for a short time—and, most importantly, that the War had been fought, in a way, over the succession of dynasties—thus learning that generations of Priest-Kings might be in the offing. If there had been rebels—those wanting a new generation—there must have been the seeds of that generation. - (Nomads of Gor)