Book 25. (1 results) Magicians of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 898 | Mostly, as I have suggested, these folks were of the peasants, but, among them were representatives of many other castes, as well, mostly refugees from Torcadino and its environs, in the west, and from the vicinity of Ar's Station, in the north, folks who had fled before the marches of Cos. |
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Book 25. (7 results) Magicians of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 3 | 895 | If two dice are in play a "verr" and a "larl" would be equivalent on a numerical scale to ten points, or, similarly, if the dice are numbered, as these were, one would simply count points, though, of course, if, say, two sixes were thrown, that would count as "larls". |
| 3 | 896 | A lad danced past, pounding on a tabor. |
| 3 | 897 | I stood there, in the camp, looking about, at the various fires and the folks about them. |
| 3 | 898 | Mostly, as I have suggested, these folks were of the peasants, but, among them were representatives of many other castes, as well, mostly refugees from Torcadino and its environs, in the west, and from the vicinity of Ar's Station, in the north, folks who had fled before the marches of Cos. |
| 3 | 899 | "Ai!" cried a fellow a few yards away, tumbling off the filled, greased wineskin. |
| 3 | 900 | He would not win the skin and its contents. |
| 3 | 901 | There was much laughter. |
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If two dice are in play a "verr" and a "larl" would be equivalent on a numerical scale to ten points, or, similarly, if the dice are numbered, as these were, one would simply count points, though, of course, if, say, two sixes were thrown, that would count as "larls".
A lad danced past, pounding on a tabor.
I stood there, in the camp, looking about, at the various fires and the folks about them.
Mostly, as I have suggested, these folks were of the peasants, but, among them were representatives of many other castes, as well, mostly refugees from Torcadino and its environs, in the west, and from the vicinity of Ar's Station, in the north, folks who had fled before the marches of Cos.
"Ai!" cried a fellow a few yards away, tumbling off the filled, greased wineskin.
He would not win the skin and its contents.
There was much laughter.
- (Magicians of Gor, Chapter 3)