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"No more than thousands of others," he said, "others who are not selfish, vindictive, arrogant, and cruel, others who have not bartered honor and betrayed friends, who have not betrayed Home Stones". - (Avengers of Gor, Chapter 63, Sentence #171)

You are unknown to one another. You are strangers". "She is very beautiful," I said. "No more than thousands of others," he said, "others who are not selfish, vindictive, arrogant, and cruel, others who have not bartered honor and betrayed friends, who have not betrayed Home Stones". "Surely you see the hideous irony here," I said, "a piteous fugitive, widely sought for torture and impalement, living in terror, fearing each small, unexpected sound, each unfamiliar step, for months, and then, suddenly, she is given hope, senses the bright beacon of refuge, is promised asylum, protection, comfort, honor, and wealth, all at the hands of a former ally, a confederate, a supposed friend, an understanding, compassionate brother in strategy and policy, but behind the proffered aid, concealed behind the kindly word and welcoming smile, is treachery and greed". "The irony I see," said Thurnock, "is that hundreds of hunters expended considerable effort, toil, time, and gold without success, that they sweated and exhausted themselves fruitlessly, for months, and all for nothing, while their prize drops itself into the lap of a sedentary, deceitful tyrant who had not bothered to stir from his throne". "I wonder," I said, "if she is already on her way to Ar". - (Avengers of Gor, Chapter 63)