Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Quote
4
67
His wiliest tricks, of course, I knew, he would seldom use, saving them for games of greater import, or perhaps for players of Torvaldsland.
His wiliest tricks, of course, I knew, he would seldom use, saving them for games of greater import, or perhaps for players of Torvaldsland.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 4, Sentence #67)
Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
4
64
The Forkbeard made great use of diversions and feints, and double strategies, in which an attack is double edged, being in effect two attacks, an open one and a concealed one, either of which, depending on a misplay by the opponent, may be forced through, the concealed attack requiring usually only an extra move to make it effective, a move which, ideally, threatened or pinned an opponent's piece, giving him the option of surrendering it or facing a devastating attack, he then a move behind.
4
65
In the beginning I had played Forkbeard positionally, learning his game.
4
66
When I felt I knew him better, I played him more openly.
4
67
His wiliest tricks, of course, I knew, he would seldom use, saving them for games of greater import, or perhaps for players of Torvaldsland.
4
68
Among them, even more than in the south, Kaissa is a passion.
4
69
In the long winters of Torvaldsland, when the snow, the darkness, the ice and wintry winds are upon the land, when the frost breaks open the rocks, groaning, at night, when the serpents hide in their roofed sheds, many hours, under swinging soapstone lamps, burning the oil of sea sleen, are given to Kaissa.
4
70
At such times, even the bondmaids, rolling and restless, naked, in the furs of their masters, their ankles chained to a nearby ring, must wait.
The Forkbeard made great use of diversions and feints, and double strategies, in which an attack is double edged, being in effect two attacks, an open one and a concealed one, either of which, depending on a misplay by the opponent, may be forced through, the concealed attack requiring usually only an extra move to make it effective, a move which, ideally, threatened or pinned an opponent's piece, giving him the option of surrendering it or facing a devastating attack, he then a move behind.
In the beginning I had played Forkbeard positionally, learning his game.
When I felt I knew him better, I played him more openly.
His wiliest tricks, of course, I knew, he would seldom use, saving them for games of greater import, or perhaps for players of Torvaldsland.
Among them, even more than in the south, Kaissa is a passion.
In the long winters of Torvaldsland, when the snow, the darkness, the ice and wintry winds are upon the land, when the frost breaks open the rocks, groaning, at night, when the serpents hide in their roofed sheds, many hours, under swinging soapstone lamps, burning the oil of sea sleen, are given to Kaissa.
At such times, even the bondmaids, rolling and restless, naked, in the furs of their masters, their ankles chained to a nearby ring, must wait.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 4)