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Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)

Beside the tharlarion walked other men-at-arms, and even citizens of Turia, and more vendors and musicians, come to see the games. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #218)
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10 218 Beside the tharlarion walked other men-at-arms, and even citizens of Turia, and more vendors and musicians, come to see the games.

Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)

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10 215 On long lines of tharlarion I could see warriors of Turia approaching in procession the Plains of a Thousand Stakes.
10 216 The morning sun flashed from their helmets, their long tharlarion lances, the metal embossments on their oval shields, unlike the rounded shields of most Gorean cities.
10 217 I could hear, like the throbbing of a heart, the beating of the two tharlarion drums that set the cadence of the march.
10 218 Beside the tharlarion walked other men-at-arms, and even citizens of Turia, and more vendors and musicians, come to see the games.
10 219 On the heights of distant Turia itself I could see the flutter of flags and pennons.
10 220 The walls were crowded, and I supposed many upon them used the long glasses of the Caste of Builders to observe the field of the stakes.
10 221 The warriors of Turia extended their formation about two hundred yards from the stakes until in ranks of four or five deep they were strung out in a line as long as the line of stakes itself.
On long lines of tharlarion I could see warriors of Turia approaching in procession the Plains of a Thousand Stakes. The morning sun flashed from their helmets, their long tharlarion lances, the metal embossments on their oval shields, unlike the rounded shields of most Gorean cities. I could hear, like the throbbing of a heart, the beating of the two tharlarion drums that set the cadence of the march. Beside the tharlarion walked other men-at-arms, and even citizens of Turia, and more vendors and musicians, come to see the games. On the heights of distant Turia itself I could see the flutter of flags and pennons. The walls were crowded, and I supposed many upon them used the long glasses of the Caste of Builders to observe the field of the stakes. The warriors of Turia extended their formation about two hundred yards from the stakes until in ranks of four or five deep they were strung out in a line as long as the line of stakes itself. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 10)