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I stood, for a time, looking back across the field, at the many burning tents. - (Avengers of Gor, Chapter 43, Sentence #147)

In the distance, now, several tents were afire. Silhouetted against the light I could make out numbers of small figures rushing about, striking tents, carrying water. Mercenaries, it seemed, as I had expected, were more interested in preserving their goods than in rushing off, possibly at the risk of their lives, to investigate what might be amiss with ponderous siege equipment. I stood, for a time, looking back across the field, at the many burning tents. I hoped my stratagem would prove fruitful, that of bringing about a scaling attack on Mytilene, which presumably would be unsuccessful and inflict heavy losses on the enemy, losses which mercenaries would be unlikely to accept with equanimity. Their leadership's recourse to siege engines, that walls might be demolished, and mining, that the town might be taken from within, both suggested that scaling, which in many cases, at least where larger numbers were involved, would have been a commander's first choice, was here an undesired alternative, something more in the nature of a last resort. Yet, assuming the unwillingness of the enemy's leadership to maintain a lengthy siege, it seemed he would have little choice now but to order a scaling attack, despite the risks involved. - (Avengers of Gor)