Drinks of Gor 

below you will find the many drinks of Gor and some sample serves where available along with basic steps that can be used with any drink serve at the bottom

serve steps  kissing the rim   drinking from a vessel
position while serving   vessels, utensils and servery descriptions

ALE
Gorean Ale is closer to a Honey Lager than to an ale or beer, a deep gold in color, and brewed from the grains of Gor and hops imported from earth in the early years. It is traditionally served in a goblet. Pulled from a cask, served in either a goblet or a tankard, unless otherwise requested by the Master/Mistress being served. Can be served warm as well as cold.

The Forkbeard himself now, from a wooden keg, poured a great tankard of ale, which must have been of the measure of five gallons - - - . The tankard then, with two great bronze handles, was passed from hands to hands among the rowers. The men threw back  their heads and,  the liquid spilling down their bodies, drank ale. It was victory ale
From Marauders of Gor Page 99

BAZI TEA
Very aromatic tea brewed fresh from Bazi leaves. Served hot & heavily sugared; traditionally drunk 3 tiny cups at a time, in rapid succession. Served upon a tray, three tiny cups, bowls of yellow and white sugars, tea pot, tea leaves. After sugaring the tea in the cup, you offer it up to the Master, when He is done with that cup, you prepare the next and so forth. . Some Masters or Mistresses may expect the kajira to take each cup as He or She empties it. A Bazi Tea ceremony called "The Ceremony of the Three Stages of Life" three cup serve has been referred to but unable to find the actual quote for it so far.

Bazi Tea Serving instructions and example serve

"In turn, from the oases, the nomads receive, most importantly, Sa-Tarna grain and the Bazi
     Tea."
Tribesmen of Gor, page 37

Tea is extremely important to the nomads. It is served hot and heavily sugared. It gives them strength then, in virtue of the sugar, and cools the, by making them sweat as well as stimulating them. It is drunk three small cups at a time, carefully measured.
From Tribesmen of Gor Page 38

'Is it ready?' I asked. I looked at the tiny copper kettle on the small stand. A tiny kaiila-dung
     fire burned under it. A small, heavy curved glass was nearby, on a flat box, which would hold
     some two ounces of the tea.  Bazi tea is drunk in tiny glasses, usually three at a time, carefully
     measured."
Tribesmen of Gor, page 139

BLACKWINE
Rich aromatic, expensive hot drink (very similar to Earth's coffee). Brewed from fresh, dark beans grown in the mountains of Thentis. Traditionally served with yellow and white sugars and bosk milk, in tiny cups, although in most taverns it is served in mugs. It is thought to have come from Earth on a slave acquisition run imported eons ago from earth and nurtured in the mountain regions of Gor. Blackwine is commonly served with two slaves. The first slave carries the sugars and cream, the second slave carries the blackwine itself. Hence the expression 'second slave' refers to blackwine, hot and black only.

Additional note - Second slave: Referring to the serving of black wine, "second slave" indicates that the Master/Mistress prefers to drink it without sugar or milk; from the fact that the sugar and milk are placed in the cup by one slave before a second slave fills the cup with blackwine.

Sample Serve Second Slave

Sample Serve First Slave

          I decided I might care to taste the steaming, black wine. I lifted my finger. The girl in whose charge was the silver vessel, filled with black wine, knelt beside a tiny brazier, on which it sat, retaining its warmth. Seeing my signal, she stiffened: she hesitated. She was white, dark-haired, she wore a high, tight vest of red silk, with four hooks; her midriff was bare; she wore the sashed chalwar, a sashed, diaphanous trousered garment, full but gathered in, closely, at the ankles; she was barefoot; her wrists and ankles were bangled; she was veiled; she was collared. She rose swiftly to her feet. She knelt, head down, before me. She poured, carefully, the hot, black beverage into the tiny red cup. I
dismissed her, Beneath her veil I had not been able to read the lettering on her collar, which would tell who owned her. I supposed it was Suleiman, since she was serving in the palace. the other girl, the
white skinned, red-haired girl, also in vest, chalwar and veil, and bangles and collar, lifted her tray
of spoons and sugars. But I turned away. She was not summoned. The girls, white skinned, were a
matched set of slaves, one for the black wine, one for its sugars.
Tribesman of Gor  Page 105

"I grinned, and washed down the eggs with a swig of hot black wine, prepared from the beans grown upon the slopes of the Thentis mountains. This black wine is quite expensive. Men have been slain on Gor for attempting to smuggle the beans out of the Thentian territories."
Beasts of Gor Page 21

I grasped the pot with a rag and both hands, poured him a handled metal tankard of the steaming black
     brew, coffee or blackwine."
     Slave Girl of Gor pg 74

"I had heard of black wine, but had never had any.  It is drunk in Thentis, but I had never heard of it being much drunk in other Gorean cities. Then I picked up one of the thick, heavy clay bowls. It was extremely strong, and bitter, but it was hot, and, unmistakably, it was coffee."
Assassin of Gor Page 106

"She carried a tray, on which were various spoons and sugars.  She knelt, placing her tray on the table.
With a tiny spoon, its tip no more that a tenth of a hort in diameter, she placed four measures of white
sugar, and six of yellow, in the cup; with two stirring spoons, one for the white sugar, another for the
yellow, she stirred the beverage after each measure. She then held the cup to the side of her cheek, testing its temperature; Ibn Saran glanced at her; she, looking at him, timidly kissed the side of the cup and placed it before him.
Tribesmen of Gor Page 89

"Black wine, except in the vicinity of Thentis, where most of it is grown on the slopes of the
Thentis range, is quite expensive."
Guardsman of Gor, pages 244-245

" 'Second slave,' I told her, which, among the river towns, and in certain cities, particularly in the north, is a way of indicating that I would take the black wine without creams or sugars, and as it came from the pouring vessel, which, of course, in these areas, is handled by the "second slave," the first slave being the girl who puts down the cups, takes the orders and sees that the beverage is prepared according to the preferences of the one who is being served. The expression "second slave," incidentally, serves to indicate that one does not wish creams or sugars with one's black wine, even if only one girl is serving."
Guardsman of Gor Page 244-245

BREEDING WINE
A sweet beverage which counteracts the effects of slave wine, making a slave girl fertile, also called second wine, it is made from the extract of the teslik plant.

"She did not need the sip root, of course, for, as she had pointed out, she had had some within the moon, and, indeed, the effect of sip root, in the raw state, in most woman, is three or four moons.  In the concentrated state, as in slave wine, developed by the caste of physicians, the effect is almost indefinite, usually requiring a releaser for its remission, usually administered, to a slave, in what is called the breeding wine, or the “second wine.”  When this is administered she usually knows that she has been selected for crossing with a handsome male slave.”
Blood Brothers of Gor Page 319

"Have no fear," said Druscus Rencius. "The abatement of its effects is reliably
     achieved by the ingestion of a releaser." "Oh," I said. I knew this, of course. Susan had told me. When a female slave is given the releaser she knows that she may soon expect to be hooded, and bred.
 Kajira of GOR Page 131

CAL-DA
see KAL-DA

CHOCOLATE
Made from beans brought back on one of the early Voyages of Acquisition, this is the same as the chocolate of Earth. It is served in higher class establishments.

"This is warmed chocolate," I said, pleased. It was very rich and creamy.
"Yes Mistress." said the girl.
"I is very good," I said.
"Thank you, Mistress," she said.
"Is it from Earth?" I asked.
"Not directly," she said. "Many things here, of course, ultimately have an Earth origin. It is not improbable that the beans from which the first cacao trees on this world were grown were brought from Earth."
Kajira of Gor Page 61

COSIAN WINE

She had brought, too, paga, Cosian wine and water.
Rogue of Gor page 257

FALARIAN WINE
an exquisite, rare, fabulously expensive wine, it's cost would purchase a city.  It's existence is only rumored among collectors.
Mercenaries of Gor, pages 158-159

FERMENTED MILK CURDS

 "By one fire I could see a squat Tuchuk, hands on his hips, dancing and stamping about by himself, drunk on fermented milk curds, dancing, according to Kamchak, to please the sky."
Nomads of Gor Page 28

KA-LA-NA
A very potent dry red wine, made from the fruit of the Ka-la-na tree. The sweet and deliciously fragrant wine of Gor, is distilled from the fruit of the Kalana trees. The best and sweetest coming from the Plains of Kalana. It is red served at room temperature in a goblet, usually but some do ask for it chilled. Usually served in a goblet. The colors range some in this wine, but white is never mentioned in the books of gor, although a girl adds if a Master/Mistress requests it, serve it and smile. This drink often symbolizes romantic love. It is served in a goblet, chilled or at room temperature. In the books of gor this is usually served from a bottle with a vintner's seal, unless they are traveling and using botas.

Sample Serve

 "You may serve me wine," I said.
          She reached to the wine, a sweet Ka-la-na of Ar, and filled the goblet to the third ring. Then, as I sat back against the couch, she knelt before me. She, head down, pressed the heavy metal goblet deep into her lower abdomen, and then she lifted it to her lips and, holding it with both hands, kissed it lingeringly and lovingly. the, kneeling back on her heels she put down her head and, humbly, her arms extended, her head down between them, proferred me the goblet.
"Wine Master?" she asked.
          "Yes," I said. I then took the goblet from her, and drank.
Guardsman of Gor Page 301

"Yes! It would be the one that would be red with Ka-la-na..."
Tarnsman of Gor Page 79

"...drops of a red, winelike drink made from the fruit of the Ka-la-na tree"
Tarnsman of Gor Page 68

"...kicking from my path a Ka-la-na container, splashing the fermented red liquid across the stone surface "
Tarnsman of Gor Page 79

"The Ka-la-na thicket was yellow in the distance..."
Captive of Gor Page 250

Aphris got up and fetched not a skin, but a bottle, of wine, Ka-la-na wine, from the Ka-la-na orchards of great Ar itself. She also brought a black, red-trimmed wine crater from the isle of Cos.
“May I serve you?” she asked.
Kamchak’s eyes glinted. “Yes,” he said.
She poured wine into the crater and replaced the bottle. Kamchak had watched her hands very carefully. She had had to break the seal on the bottle to open it. The crater had been upside down when she had picked it up. If she had poisoned the wine she had certainly done so deftly. Then she knelt before him in the position of the Pleasure Slave and, head down, arms extended, offered him the crater. He took it and sniffed it and then took a wary sip.
     Then he threw back his head and drained the crater.
“Hah!” said he when finished.
Aphris jumped.
“Well,” said Kamchak, “what is it that a Turian wench would crave of her master?”
Nomads of Gor Pages 150-151

"I went to his locker near the mat and got out his Ka-la-na flask; taking a long draught myself and then shoving it into his hands.  He drained the flask in one drink and wiped his hand across his beard, stained with the red juice of the fermented drink."
Tarnsman of Gor  Page 168

     "...a small bottle of Ka-la-na wine, in a wicker basket...I had never tasted so rich and delicate a wine on Earth, and yet here, on this world, it costs only a copper tarn disk and was so cheap, and plentiful, that it might be given even to a female slave. It was the first Gorean fermented beverage which I had tasted. It is said that Ka-la-na has an unusual effect on a female."
Captive of Gor Page 114

"I drained the last sip of the heady wine in the metal goblet."
Tarnsman of Gor Page 26

KAL-DA (CAL-DA)
A hot almost scalding drink made of diluted Ka-la-na wine mixed with juices of fruits such as tospit and larma and hot spices. The spices are hot stinging spices. Served hot, in a footed bowl or mug, a drink perferred by the lower castes, especially those who perform strenuous manual labor. Ladled from a large kettle hung over the fires. (note the quote below from Beasts of Gor where it's spelled Cal-da)

Sample Serve

Kalda is a hot drink, almost scalding, made of diluted kalana wine, mixed with citrus juices and stinging spices. I did not care much for the mouth warming concoction, but it was popular with some of the lower castes, particularly those who performed strenuous manual labor. I expected its popularity was due more to its capacity to warm a man and stick to his ribs , and to its cheapness( a poor grade of Ka-la-na wine being used in its brewing) than to any gustatory excellence.
Outlaw of Gor, page 76

"I had hardly settled myself behind the table when the propietor had placed a large, fat pot of steaming Kal-da before me. It almost burned my hands to lift the pot. I took a long, burning swig of the brew and though, on another ocassion, I might have thought it foul, tonight it sang through my body like the bubbling fire it was, a sizzling, brutal irritant that tasted so bad and yet charmed me so much I had to laugh."
Outlaw of Gor, page 78

   Moreover, where there was Kalda there should be bread and meat. I thought of the yellow Gorean bread, baked in the shape of round, flat loaves, fresh and hot; My mouth watered for a tabuk steak or, perhaps, if I were lucky, a slice of roast tarsk, the formidable six tusked wild boar of Gor`s temperate forests.
Outlaw of Gor Page 76

I swilled down the last of the Cal-da.  I had not had it since Tharna.
Beasts of Gor Page 61

LIQUEURS

" 'It is time for the liqueurs, slave,' I told her
'Yes, Master,' she whispered.
'Ah,'said Glyco. 'The liqueurs!'
First from the kitchen, bearing her tray, came the voluptuous slave of Aemilianuus. Behind her, too with her tray, came the little dark-haired slave. In a moment both were deferentially serving. The collared softness of the dark-haired girl well set off the metal of the tray, and the small multicolored glasses and bottles upon it."
Guardsman of Gor Page 254

MEAD
Mead is brewed from fermented honey and is sweet. It is often preferred over paga by the men of Torvoldsland. It is drank from tankards or large drinking horns.

I held the large drinking horn of the north.
"There is no way for this to stand upright," I said to him, puzzled.
He threw back his head again, and roared once more with laughter.
"If you cannot drain it," he said, "give it to another"
I threw back my head and drained the horn.
"Splendid!" cried the ForkBeard.
I handed the horn to Thyri, who, in her collar, naked, between two benches, knelt at my feet.
"Yes Jarl," she said, and ran to fill it, from the great vat. How marvelously beautiful is a naked, collared woman.
Marauders of Gor Page 108

"In the north generally, mead, a drink made with fermented honey and water, and often spices and such, tends to be favored over paga."
Vagabonds of Gor Page 16

" 'Here Jarl,' said Thyri, again handing me the horn. It was filled with the mead of Torvoldsland, brewed from fermented, honey, thick and sweet."
Marauders of Gor Page 90

"Bera went to the next man, to fill his cup with the mead, from the heavy hot tankard, gripped with cloth, which she carried."
Marauders of Gor  Page78

MILK
Can be bosk milk, verr or kaiila. Served in a goblet or mug, cold or warmed if requested. since cold storage can be a problem often it's found in a powdered form

"By one fire I could see a squat Tuchuk, hands on hips, dancing and stamping about by himself, drunk on fermented milk curds, dancing, according to Kamchak, to please the Sky."
Nomads of Gor Page 28

"The bosk, without which the Wagon Peoples could not live, is an ox like creature.  It is a huge, shambling animal, with a thick, humped neck and long, shaggy hair. Not only does the flesh of the bosk and the milk of its cows furnish the Wagon Peoples with food and drink, but its hides cover the domelike wagons in which they dwell; its tanned and sewn skin cover their bodies…"
Nomads of Gor, pages 4-5

"Too, I had brought up a small bowl of powdered bosk milk. We had finished the creams last night and, in any event, it was unlikely they would have lasted the night. If I had wanted creams I would have had to have gone to the market."
Guardsman of Gor   page 295

PAGA
Paga is brewed from the golden yellow Sa-Tarna grain, a staple of Gor. Its full name is Pagar-Sa-Tarna, which translates literally into "Pleasure of the Life Daughter." Paga is, therefore, an extremely high powered brewed beverage like a heavy stout or sour mash wheat beer, which is so high in alcohol content that it really puts hair on a Warrior's chest. It is not a distilled liquor, although it is about 80 - 100 proof. It is symbolic of physical love. It is usually served warm in a footed bowl in the tradition of Japanese Saki. The slave kneeling in the pleasure slave position touches the bowl first to the slaves heart between her breasts to denote devotion and then to her lips. It is then presented cupped in her hands above her bowed head, eyes lowered in submission.

There are two kinds of paga , sa-paga (made from the grains of the sa-tarna plant) or sul-paga (made from suls - similar to potatoes). In the books of gor, paga comes from a bottle, a large vat that one dips it out of, or a jug that was put into a sling and carried upon their back, and a bota, but this is used mainly for traveling. In the books of gor it was served in a footed bowl or kantharos which is like that but has two handles on each side as well as glasses, goblets, cups, non-footed bowls and pots.

"Did not they teach you how to serve paga as a paga slave?" I asked.
"Of course," she said.
"Show me," I said.
 "Very well," she said. She drew back, taking the cup. In most taverns no bottle is brought to the table but the paga is brought to the table, by the paga slave, a cup at a time, the cups normally being filled from a vat behind the counter. She filled the cup there, before me, and left it behind. She returned the bottle then to the table, and went back again for the cup.
"You are garbed strangely for a paga slave" I said, indicating the clogs, the black, buttoned, top.
"Do you wish me to put on pleasure silk?" she asked me.
"No" I said. She tossed her head.
"In many Gorean taverns," I said, " the paga slaves serve naked."
"Yes" she said, slowly, "they do."
"Paga Master?" she asked, kneeling before me, the metal cup held before her, in two hands.
"Yes," I said.
She proffered the cup to me. She knelt back on her heels, her knees wide, and extended her arms to
me, the cup held in her hands.
"Did you not neglect to kiss it?" I asked her.
She drew back the cup cup pressing her lips to it, kissed it.
"Is that how a slave kisses the cup of a Master?" I asked .
She again turned her head to the side and pressed her lips softly, lingeringly, against it. then she kissed it. I saw a tremor course through her body. I think then , for the first time, she had begun to understand what it might be be truly, to kiss the cup of a Master. Then again kneeling back on her heels, her knees wide, extending her arms to me, the cup in her hands, she proffered me the drink.
"Your head should be down, between your arms," I said.
She put her head down. Again I saw a small movement in her body, a tremor, subtle. She had put her head down before a man. Another consequence of this position is that the girls eyes, in the specific act of her serving, do not meet those of the Master. They are lowered before his, as one who submits. This is reminiscent, in an experienced girl, of her training. Often in training, a girl is not permitted to look into the eyes of the trainer, unless he should specifically extend this permission. Indeed, in some cities, the girl in training may not raise her eyes above the trainers belt, unless, again, specifically accorded this permission.
 "Speak," I said to her.
"Your paga Master," she said. But I did not take the paga.
"Do you know other phrases?" I asked. there were many actually, and they tended to vary from tavern to tavern, and from city to city. There was, really, no standardization in such matters. She trembled, head down, proffering me the paga.
"Your girl brings you drink, Master," she said.
"Any others?" I asked.
"Here is your drink, Master," she said "I beg to serve you further in any way I may."
"Another," I said sharply.
"Do not forget I come with the price of the cup," she said. "Use me as you will, Master."
"Personalized phrase," I said.
"Evelyn tenders drink humbly to Master," she said. "Evelyn hopes Master will later find her suitable to give him pleasure."
"Another," I said.
"I am Evelyn," she  said. "I serve you , naked and collared. Take me later to the alcove. I beg to be taught my slavery."
Explorers of Gor Pages 160 161

"'Your paga,' said the nude slave girl, who served me, her wrists chained. `It is warmed as you wished.' I took it from her, not even glancing upon her, and drained the goblet... I liked paga warm. One felt is so much the sooner that way."
Raiders of Gor Page 100

"The girls filled their vessels, which, like the hydria, or water vessel, are high-handled, for dipping, in a large kettle hung simmering over a fire near the entrance to the enclosure. Warm paga makes one drunk quicker, it is thought... Some Cosians tend to be fond of hot paga."
Vagabonds of Gor Page 16

"I decided, if worse came to worst, that I could always go to a simple Paga Tavern where, if those of
Tharna resembled those of Ko-ro-ba and Ar, one might, curled in a rug behind the low tables,
unobtrusively spend the night for the price of a pot of Paga, a strong, fermented drink brewed from the
yellow grains of Gor's staple crop, Sa-Tarna, or Life-Daughter."
        Outlaw of Gor, page 74

PALM WINE
mentioned but yet to find a description

One of her most delicious exports is palm wine.  One of her most famous, and precious, exports are the small carved sapphires of Schendi.
Explorers of Gor Page 115

"My recommendation," said Ayari, "would be to stab him when he is not looking, or perhaps poison his palm wine."
Explorers of Gor Page 429

RENCE BEER
rence beer is made from the rence plant, commonly drunk by the peoples of the rence islands.

"At such times there is drinking of rence beer, steeped, boiled and fermented from the crushed seeds and the whitish pith of the plant."
Raiders of Gor  Page 18

"I had also been used to carry the heavy kettles of rence beer from the various islands to the place of
feasting."
Raiders of Gor  Page 41

"I had carried about bowls of cut, fried fish, and wooden trays of roasted tarsk meat, and roasted gants,
threaded on sticks, and rence cakes and porridges, and gourd flagons, many times replenished, of rence
beer."
Raiders Gor  Page 44

SAND KAIILA MILK
Reddish and salty. High in ferrous sulfate.

the suckling of the young in the sand kaiila is a valuable trait in the survival of the animal; kaiila milk, which is used, like verr milk, by the peoples of the Tahari, is reddish and has a strong, salty taste; it contains much ferrous sulphate
Tribesmen of Gor Page 71

SLAVE WINE
A black bitter beverage, the main ingredient being sip root (can be drank as a liquid as in slave wine or chewed with equal effectiveness), that is given to the slave once a month and acts as a contraceptive. Its effect is instantaneous and lasts for well over a month and up to 3-4 months, although a girl would not serve this wine a slave would be given this by her Master.

A bitter root, which can either be made into a liquid contraceptive, or chewed, for the same result. The effect of the sip root, in most women is effective for three or four months. In the concentrated state, as in slave wine, developed by the caste of Physicians, the effect is almost indefinite, usually requiring a releaser for it remission, usually administered, to a slave, in what  is called the breeding wine, or the second wine"
Blood Brothers of Gor Page 319

"Slave wine is bitter, intentionally so. Its effects last for more than a Gorean month. I did not wish the
females to conceive. A female slave is taken off the slave wine only when it is her master's intention to
breed her."
Marauders of Gor  Pages 23-24

"From a spout on the vessel, grinning, Gorm filled the golden cup. The liquid swirling in the cup was black.
She looked at the black liquid.
'Drink,' said the Forkbeard.
She lifted it to her lips, and tasted it. She closed her eyes and lifted her face.
'It is too bitter,' she wept.
One by one, the prizes of Ivar Forkbeard, even the rich, proud Aelgifu, were forced to down the slave
wine."
Marauders of Gor Pages 83-84

" 'Have you had your slave wine?' asked Ina.
'Yes,' I said. This is not really a wine, or an alcoholic beverage.
It is called 'slave wine,' I think, for the amusement of the Masters. It is extremely bitter. One draught of the substance is reputed to last until the administration of an appropriate 'releaser.'"
"...doses of this foul stuff are usually administered to female slaves at regular intervals, usually once or
twice a year."
" 'The time to worry,' said Ina, 'is if they decide to make you a breeding slave.'
I nodded.
'You must then drink the releaser,' she said.
I nodded numbly.
'I have been told it is quite good,' she said."
"Slave wine makes sense in a slave-holding culture such as Gor. The breeding of slaves, ike any sort of
domestic animals, and particularly valuable ones, is carefully controlled. As a slave, of course, I could be bred, or crossed, when, and however, my master might see fit. It is the same as with other animals."
Dancer of Gor  Pages 175-175

SUL PAGA
Alcoholic beverage made from suls; akin to moonshine, tasteless, yellow but clear as water. Stronger than paga, about 180 proof. Served hot in a footed bowl, ladled from a pot over the fire or a hanging bota.

"Sul paga!" cried Thurnus, pounding on the small table with his great staff.
     "Be quiet," said a fellow at a nearby table. He was drinking with some five companions.
     "Sul paga!" shouted Thurnus, pounding on the table.
     "Be silent!" said some fellow at another table.
     "Sul paga! Sul paga!" cried Thurnus. The great staff banged on the table.
     Busebius rushed to the table. "Master," said he, "we have many pagas, those of Ar and Tyros, and
Ko-ro-ba, and Helmutsport, and Anango, and Tharna!"
     "Sul paga!" shouted Thurnus. Several men about, at various tables, regarded him, most unpleasantly. I had worked in the Belled Collar, and, later, in the Chatka and Curla, in Cos. It did not require a great deal of experience to sense that Thurnus must soon be quiet or there would be trouble.
The pagas mentioned by Busebius were all, of course, Sa-Tarna pagas, of various sorts and localities,
varying largely in the blend.
     "Sul paga!" demanded Thurnus. Sul paga, as anyone knew, is seldom available outside of a peasant
village, where it is brewed. Sul paga would slow a tharlarion. To stay on your feet after a mouthful of Sul paga it is said one must be of the peasants, and then for serveral generations. And even then, it is said, it is difficult to manage. There is a joke about the baby of a peasant father being born drunk nine months later.
Slave Girl of Gor Pages 413-414

"My Master extended his cup to me, and I, kneeling, filled it with Sul paga. I pressed my lips to the cup,
and handed it to him. My eyes smarted. I almost felt drunk from the fumes."
Slave Girl of Gor  Page 134

"Sul paga is, when distilled, though the sul itself is yellow, is as clear as water... the still, with its tanks and pipes, lay within the village, that of Tabuk's Ford, in which Thurnus, our host, was caste leader.
`Excellent,' said my master, sipping the Sul paga. He could have been commenting only on the potency of drink, for Sul paga is almost tasteless. One does not guzzle Sul paga. Last night one of the men had held my head back and forced me to swallow a mouthful. In moments things had gone black, and I had fallen unconscious."
Slave Girl of Gor Page 134

TA-WINE
A dry white wine made from Ta grapes from the Isle of Cos, served at room temperature, in a goblet, poured from a bottle.

"Thank you, Master," I said, and drank some swallows of the beverage. It was Ta wine, from the Ta grapes of the terraces of Cos. Such a small thing, in its way, bespoke the intimacy of the trade relations between Vonda and Cos. In the last year heavy import duties had been levied by the high council of Vonda against the wines of certain other cities, in particular against the Ka-la-na's of Ar.
Fighting Slave of Gor Page 306

TURIAN LIQUOR

"The former Peggy Baxter, of Earth, nude and in the steel collar of Tasdron of Victoria, her master, now danced before me, a Gorean slave girl. I sipped a Turian liqueur."
Guardsman of Gor, Pg 259

TURIAN WINE
Turian wine is said to be thick and sickeningly sweet.

"hot Bazi tea, sugared, and later, Turian wine."
Tribesmen of Gor Page 37

"I did not much care for the sweet, syrupy wines of Turia, flavored and sugared to the point where one
could almost leave one's fingerprints on their surface."
Nomads of Gor  Pages 83-84

WATER
Spring water from the mountains or from the liana vine or carpet plants from the rain forest area inland of Schendi. Serve cool or fresh in a goblet.

"He came to me, bent over, tattered, swarthy, grinning up at me, the verrskin bag over his shoulder, the
brass cups, a dozen of them, attached to shoulder straps and his belt, rattling and clinking.  Without
removing the bag from his shoulder he filled the cup, the water flowed into the cup between a tiny
vent-and-spigot device, which wastes little water, by reducing spillage, which was tied in and waxed into a hole in the front left foreleg of the verrskin.  The skins are carefully stripped and any rents are sewed up the seams coated with wax.  When the whole skin is thoroughly cleaned of filth and hair, straps are fastened to it, so that i might be conveniently carried on the shoulders, or over the back..."
Tribesmen of Gor  Page 36

Basic steps for a serve that one can use for all the drinks:
     1. rise taking three steps back before turning if kneeling before a Free Persons feet and go to the servery
     2. acquire the drinking vessel, and polish it, check the rim for scratches, flaws or nicks.
     3. acquire a tray and polish it (if more than a drinking vessel and bottle or bota is required).
ex. as in blackwine if sugar and milk are asked for, if not, then you can just ladle the mug full and bring it back, you will know if there is more than you can carry, realistically.
     4. gather the drink itself from a bottle, bota, poured it straight from a keg or ladle of a kettle
     5. bring it back to the Master/Mistress
     6. kneel (see the quote below on position) and pour the drink or if already in the drinking vessel, start traveling up your slave flesh
     7. pause at your heart for 5 beats to show your submission and perhaps offer good tidings or a silent prayer to the Priest King's if you wish.
     8. sip to check for poison, so that no Master/Mistress shall be harmed. here you show your willingness to put your life at risk so Their's is safe. (no quotes can seem to be found here on sipping the drink for poisons at this time, so we are recommending asking the Master/Mistress if They desire you to sample the drink for poisons)
     9. kiss the rim (see the quotes below(
    10. offer to the Master/Mistress and say what you have brought them and that you hope the serve has been pleasing to Them.

***special note*** keep your posts short especially in a busy tavern, by doing so you are keeping the Free Person you are serving interests, never do you want them bored or tired with a serve. 4-6 lines per post is an adequate amount.
 
 

kissing the rim of the mug/goblet
"Paga,Master?" she asked, kneeling before me, the metal cup held before
her, in her two hands.
"Yes," I said.
She proffered the cup to me. she knelt back on her heels, her knees wide, and
extended her arms to me, the cup in her hands.
"Did you not neglect to kiss it?" I asked her. She drew back the cup and,
pressing her lips to it, kissed it.
"Is that how a slave kisses the cup of a master?" I asked.
She again turned her head to the side and pressed her lips softly, lingeringly,
against it. Then she kissed it. I saw a tremor course through her body. I think,
them, for the first time, she had begun to understand what it might be truly,
to kiss the cup of a master. Then again, kneeling back on her heels, her knees
wide, extending her arms to me, the cup in her hands, she proffered me the
drink.
Explorers of Gor Pages 160-161

"One of the men lifted his cup and I hurried to him. I took the cup and filled it...then I pressed my lips to his cup as I must, as a slave girl, and handed it to him."
        Slave Girl of Gor, page 89

do not let your lips touch a vessel where a Master's has
in his hand Drusus Rencius held the goblet of wine. I had even been permitted to drink from it, from
the side opposite to that which had touched his lips.
        Kajira of Gor, page 435

" 'Drink,' he said, offering me the cup.
I looked at the rim of the cup. I shook with terror. 'A slave girl dares not touch with her lips the rim of that cup which has been touched with the lips of her master.' I whispered.
'Excellent,' said Verna.
'She was trained in the pens of Ko-ro-ba,' said Rask of Treve. He then, from his own cup, poured some
wine into a small bowl, which he handed to me.
'Thank you, master,' I breathed."
Captive of Gor, page 302

position while serving
"This is to be contrasted with the common wine service in which the girl kneels, knees wide, before the
man, kisses the cup, if permitted, and then, head down, humbly, arms extended, submissively, proffers it
to him."
Kajira of Gor, page 299

"I fetched him the goblet from a small. low table near the couch and in a moment, after kissing the goblet, head down, kneeling, arms extended, proffered it to him."
Kajira of Gor, page 397