{Captive of Gor, page 277}
{Captive of Gor, pages 310 - 311}
Mark of Port Kar | Mark of Treve | of the Forkbeard |
of the Nomads | Palm | Penalty | Priest Kings & Kurii |
Tahari Kef |
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| "I have never seen a brand of Treve," I said. "It is rare," said Ena, proudly. "May I see your brand?" I asked. I was curious. "Of course," said Ena, and she stood up and, extending her left leg, drew her long, lovely white garment to her hip, revealing her limb. I gasped. Incised deeply, precisely, in that slim, lovely, now-bared thigh was a startling mark, beautiful, insolent, dramatically marking that beautiful thigh as that which it now could only be, that of a female slave. "It is beautiful," I whispered. Ena pulled away the clasp at the left shoulder of her garment, dropping it to her ankles. She was incredibly beautiful. "Can you read?" she asked. "No," I said. She regarded the brand. "It is the first letter, in cursive script," she said, "of the name of the city of Treve." {Captive of Gor, page 277} |
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| Rask of Treve lifted the last iron from the fire. It was much larger, the letter at its termination some one and a half inches high. It, too, was white hot. I knew the brand. I had seen it, on Ena's thigh. It was the mark of Treve. Rask of Treve had decided that my flesh should bear that mark. {Captive of Gor, pages 310 - 311} |
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| Barbarian | Dina | Kef | Knife Brand of Schendi | Mark of Port Kar | Mark of Treve | of the Forkbeard | of the Nomads | Palm | Penalty | Priest Kings & Kurii | Tahari Kef | |
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