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Book 13. (1 results) Explorers of Gor (Individual Quote)

Rather than submit to this stain upon his honor he, the Ubar of glorious Ar itself, had sworn against her, upon his sword, and upon the medallion of his office, as well, the fierce oath of disownment. - (Explorers of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #572)
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13 572 Rather than submit to this stain upon his honor he, the Ubar of glorious Ar itself, had sworn against her, upon his sword, and upon the medallion of his office, as well, the fierce oath of disownment.

Book 13. (7 results) Explorers of Gor (Context Quote)

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13 569 I thought of a girl once known, one who once had been my free companion.
13 570 I thought of her cruelty to me once, in the house of Samos, when she had thought me helpless and crippled.
13 571 She had once been the daughter of Marlenus of Ar, but he had disowned her, for once, when she had been the helpless slave of the forest girl, Verna, she had begged to be purchased, a slave's act.
13 572 Rather than submit to this stain upon his honor he, the Ubar of glorious Ar itself, had sworn against her, upon his sword, and upon the medallion of his office, as well, the fierce oath of disownment.
13 573 She lived now, free, but deprived of citizenship, sequestered in Ar.
13 574 Her left thigh would still bear the brand of Treve, for once, long ago, she had fallen slave to Rask of Treve, a captain and tarnsman.
13 575 I wondered if he had made her yield well as a slave, when he had owned her.
I thought of a girl once known, one who once had been my free companion. I thought of her cruelty to me once, in the house of Samos, when she had thought me helpless and crippled. She had once been the daughter of Marlenus of Ar, but he had disowned her, for once, when she had been the helpless slave of the forest girl, Verna, she had begged to be purchased, a slave's act. Rather than submit to this stain upon his honor he, the Ubar of glorious Ar itself, had sworn against her, upon his sword, and upon the medallion of his office, as well, the fierce oath of disownment. She lived now, free, but deprived of citizenship, sequestered in Ar. Her left thigh would still bear the brand of Treve, for once, long ago, she had fallen slave to Rask of Treve, a captain and tarnsman. I wondered if he had made her yield well as a slave, when he had owned her. - (Explorers of Gor, Chapter 13)