Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 3 | 81 | I sheathed my sword. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 3 | 78 | It was a salute of Torvaldsland. |
| 3 | 79 | I heard their cheers. |
| 3 | 80 | "He remains standing," said Ivar Forkbeard. |
| 3 | 81 | I sheathed my sword. |
| 3 | 82 | "Hurry!" called the Forkbeard to his men. |
| 3 | 83 | "Hurry! The people of the town will gather!" Swiftly, tearing hangings from the walls, prying loose sheets of gold, pulling down even lamps from their chains, filling their cloaks with cups and plates, the men of Torvaldsland stripped the temple of what they could tear loose and carry. |
| 3 | 84 | Ivar Forkbeard leaped down from the altar and began, angrily, to hurl vessels of consecrated oils against the walls behind the sanctuary. |
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It was a salute of Torvaldsland.
I heard their cheers.
"He remains standing," said Ivar Forkbeard.
I sheathed my sword.
"Hurry!" called the Forkbeard to his men.
"Hurry! The people of the town will gather!" Swiftly, tearing hangings from the walls, prying loose sheets of gold, pulling down even lamps from their chains, filling their cloaks with cups and plates, the men of Torvaldsland stripped the temple of what they could tear loose and carry.
Ivar Forkbeard leaped down from the altar and began, angrily, to hurl vessels of consecrated oils against the walls behind the sanctuary.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 3)