Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
22
106
With them, now freed of collars, were exuberant Tuchuk girls bedecked in the robes of freewomen.
With them, now freed of collars, were exuberant Tuchuk girls bedecked in the robes of free women.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 22, Sentence #106)
Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
22
103
Directed by Tuchuks we soon made our way to the throne room of Phanius Turmus, where, to my surprise, a banquet was in progress.
22
104
At one end of the room, on the throne of the Ubar, a purple robe thrown over his black leather, sat dour Kamchak of the Tuchuks, his shield and lance leaning against the throne, an unsheathed quiva on the right arm of the throne.
22
105
At the low tables, perhaps brought from various places in the palace, there sat many Tuchuk officers, and even some men without rank.
22
106
With them, now freed of collars, were exuberant Tuchuk girls bedecked in the robes of freewomen.
22
107
All were laughing and drinking.
22
108
Only Kamchak seemed solemn.
22
109
Near him, in places of honor, at a long, low table, above the bowls of yellow and red salt, on each side, sat many of the high men of Turia, clad in their finest robes, their hair oiled, scented and combed for the banquet.
Directed by Tuchuks we soon made our way to the throne room of Phanius Turmus, where, to my surprise, a banquet was in progress.
At one end of the room, on the throne of the Ubar, a purple robe thrown over his black leather, sat dour Kamchak of the Tuchuks, his shield and lance leaning against the throne, an unsheathed quiva on the right arm of the throne.
At the low tables, perhaps brought from various places in the palace, there sat many Tuchuk officers, and even some men without rank.
With them, now freed of collars, were exuberant Tuchuk girls bedecked in the robes of free women.
All were laughing and drinking.
Only Kamchak seemed solemn.
Near him, in places of honor, at a long, low table, above the bowls of yellow and red salt, on each side, sat many of the high men of Turia, clad in their finest robes, their hair oiled, scented and combed for the banquet.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 22)