Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 20 | 8 | It is View more quotes about difficult">difficult to fire from the outside, and the roundness—like the roundness of Gorean towers in general—tends to increase the amount of oblique hits from catapult stones. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 20 | 5 | "That would be," suggested Harold, "the keep". |
| 20 | 6 | I agreed with him. |
| 20 | 7 | The keep, in the private houses of Goreans, is most often a round, stone tower, built for defense, containing water and food. |
| 20 | 8 | It is difficult to fire from the outside, and the roundness—like the roundness of Gorean towers in general—tends to increase the amount of oblique hits from catapult stones. |
| 20 | 9 | Making our way up the flower tree with Hereena, who fought like a young she-larl, was not easy. |
| 20 | 10 | I went part way up the tree and was handed the girl, and then Harold would go up above me and I would hoist her up a way to him, and then I would pass him, and so on. |
| 20 | 11 | Occasionally, to my irritation, we became entangled in the trailing, looped stems of the tree, each with its richness of clustered flowers, whose beauty I was no longer in a mood to appreciate. |
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"That would be," suggested Harold, "the keep".
I agreed with him.
The keep, in the private houses of Goreans, is most often a round, stone tower, built for defense, containing water and food.
It is difficult to fire from the outside, and the roundness—like the roundness of Gorean towers in general—tends to increase the amount of oblique hits from catapult stones.
Making our way up the flower tree with Hereena, who fought like a young she-larl, was not easy.
I went part way up the tree and was handed the girl, and then Harold would go up above me and I would hoist her up a way to him, and then I would pass him, and so on.
Occasionally, to my irritation, we became entangled in the trailing, looped stems of the tree, each with its richness of clustered flowers, whose beauty I was no longer in a mood to appreciate.
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