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Could I—Tarl Cabot, a human and mortal, find this object and, as Priest-Kings now wished, return it to the Sardar—return it to the hidden courts of Priest-Kings that it might there fulfill its unique and irreplaceable role in the destiny of this barbaric world—Gor, our Counter-Earth? I did not know. What is this object? One might speak of it as many things, the subject of secret, violent intrigues; the source of vast strifes beneath the Sardar, strifes unknown to the men of Gor; the concealed, precious, hidden hope of an incredible and ancient race; a simple germ; a bit of living tissue; the dormant potentiality of a people's rebirth, the seed of gods—an egg—the last and only egg of Priest-Kings. But why was it I who came? Why not Priest-Kings in their ships and power, with their fierce weapons and fantastic devices? Priest-Kings cannot stand the sun. They are not as men and men, seeing them, would fear them. men would not believe they were Priest-Kings. men conceive Priest-Kings as they conceive themselves. The object—the egg—might be destroyed before it could be delivered to them. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )