It was the weapon I had carried at the siege of Ar.
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It felt strange to hold it again in my hand, to feel its weight, the familiar grasp of the hilt.
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This blade had fought its way up the stairs of the Central Cylinder of Ar, when I had rescued Marlenus, embattled Ubar of that city.
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It had crossed with that of Pa-kur, master assassin, on the roof of Ar's Cylinder of Justice, when I had fought for my love, Talena.
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And now again I held it in my hand.
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I wondered why, and knew only that the Priest-Kings had intended it so.
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There were two items I had hoped to find in the bundle which were not there, a tarn-goad and a tarn-whistle.
It was the weapon I had carried at the siege of Ar.
It felt strange to hold it again in my hand, to feel its weight, the familiar grasp of the hilt.
This blade had fought its way up the stairs of the Central Cylinder of Ar, when I had rescued Marlenus, embattled Ubar of that city.
It had crossed with that of Pa-kur, master assassin, on the roof of Ar's Cylinder of Justice, when I had fought for my love, Talena.
And now again I held it in my hand.
I wondered why, and knew only that the Priest-Kings had intended it so.
There were two items I had hoped to find in the bundle which were not there, a tarn-goad and a tarn-whistle.
- (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter )