Several of the men in the room, other than myself, wore masks.
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I lowered the sul porridge to the table.
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It was not good, but it was hot.
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"I am a free woman of Vonda!" the woman at the counter was crying.
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"You cannot put me out!" Oneander of Ar, the salt and leather merchant, and some others, had worn masks at the loot camp outside the city of Vonda.
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He had been, perhaps, well advised to do so.
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He had intended to trade with Lara, a member of the Salerian Confederation.
Several of the men in the room, other than myself, wore masks.
I lowered the sul porridge to the table.
It was not good, but it was hot.
"I am a free woman of Vonda!" the woman at the counter was crying.
"You cannot put me out!" Oneander of Ar, the salt and leather merchant, and some others, had worn masks at the loot camp outside the city of Vonda.
He had been, perhaps, well advised to do so.
He had intended to trade with Lara, a member of the Salerian Confederation.
- (Rogue of Gor, Chapter )