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Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
11 1 The City of Tents For several days, to the sound of the caravan bells, we made our way through the Margin of Desolation, that wild, barren strip of soil with which the Empire of Ar had girded its borders.
11 2 Now, in the distance, we could hear the muffled roar of the mighty Vosk.
11 3 As the caravan mounted a rise, we saw spread far below us, on the banks of the Vosk, a sight of incredible barbaric splendor—pasangs of brightly colored tents stretching as far as the eye could see, a vast assemblage of tents housing one of the greatest armies ever gathered on the plains of Gor.
11 4 The flags of a hundred cities flew above the tents, and, against the steady roar of the river, the sound of the great tarn drums reached us, those huge drums whose signals control the complex war formations of Gor's flying cavalries.
11 5 Talena ran to the foot of my tharlarion, and with my lance I hoisted her to the saddle so that she could see.
11 6 For the first time in days her eyes filled with anger.
11 7 "Scavengers," she said, "come to feast on the bodies of wounded tarnsmen".
The City of Tents For several days, to the sound of the caravan bells, we made our way through the Margin of Desolation, that wild, barren strip of soil with which the Empire of Ar had girded its borders. Now, in the distance, we could hear the muffled roar of the mighty Vosk. As the caravan mounted a rise, we saw spread far below us, on the banks of the Vosk, a sight of incredible barbaric splendor—pasangs of brightly colored tents stretching as far as the eye could see, a vast assemblage of tents housing one of the greatest armies ever gathered on the plains of Gor. The flags of a hundred cities flew above the tents, and, against the steady roar of the river, the sound of the great tarn drums reached us, those huge drums whose signals control the complex war formations of Gor's flying cavalries. Talena ran to the foot of my tharlarion, and with my lance I hoisted her to the saddle so that she could see. For the first time in days her eyes filled with anger. "Scavengers," she said, "come to feast on the bodies of wounded tarnsmen". - (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter )