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As Lysias spoke he walked back and forth before the table, his cloak swirling behind him, his helmet, with its captain's crest of sleen hair, in the crook of his arm. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #317)

He stood before the thrones of the Ubars, before even the large table, which now, on its upper face, was marked by sword cuts and the apertures splintered open by the passage of crossbow quarrels earlier this afternoon. The Hall of the Council, this night, was surrounded by the men of the captains, who, too, patrolled the rooftops and the walks beside the canals for a full pasang on all sides. The hall was lit by torches, and by many lamps with candles, set on tables between curule chairs. As Lysias spoke he walked back and forth before the table, his cloak swirling behind him, his helmet, with its captain's crest of sleen hair, in the crook of his arm. "And so," concluded Lysias, "I bring you all amnesty in the name of the Ubar of Port Kar, Henrius Sevarius!" "Henrius Sevarius, the Captain," said Samos, speaking from his curule chair, in the name of the council, "is most kind". Lysias dropped his head. "Henrius Sevarius, the Captain," said Samos, in measured words, "may, however, find that the council is less inclined to lenience than he". - (Raiders of Gor)