Book 1. (1 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 5 | 171 | I had no time to think, but somehow I was aware that my sword was now in my hand and the tarn-goad thrust in my belt. |
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Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 5 | 168 | I saw him stiffen suddenly in the saddle and was dimly aware of his tarn streaking away, screaming. |
| 5 | 169 | Now the other two men of the patrol were circling for their attack. |
| 5 | 170 | They swept toward me, about five yards apart, to close on either side of me, to force the wings of my tarn up and hold it for the moment they would need, trapped motionless between their own mounts. |
| 5 | 171 | I had no time to think, but somehow I was aware that my sword was now in my hand and the tarn-goad thrust in my belt. |
| 5 | 172 | As we crashed in the air, I sharply jerked back the one-strap, bringing the steel-shod talons of my war tarn into play. |
| 5 | 173 | And to this day I bless the tarn keepers of Ko-ro-ba for the painstaking training they had given the great bird. |
| 5 | 174 | Or perhaps I should bless the fighting spirit of that plumed giant, my war tarn, that terrible thing the Older Tarl had called a tarn of tarns. |
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I saw him stiffen suddenly in the saddle and was dimly aware of his tarn streaking away, screaming.
Now the other two men of the patrol were circling for their attack.
They swept toward me, about five yards apart, to close on either side of me, to force the wings of my tarn up and hold it for the moment they would need, trapped motionless between their own mounts.
I had no time to think, but somehow I was aware that my sword was now in my hand and the tarn-goad thrust in my belt.
As we crashed in the air, I sharply jerked back the one-strap, bringing the steel-shod talons of my war tarn into play.
And to this day I bless the tarn keepers of Ko-ro-ba for the painstaking training they had given the great bird.
Or perhaps I should bless the fighting spirit of that plumed giant, my war tarn, that terrible thing the Older Tarl had called a tarn of tarns.
- (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 5)