FROM TYROS TO SULPORT....

 DARIAN AND SUYA TRAVEL FOR THE NEWSPAPER

SULPORT

      The fair is now over with its memories and the happiness of having met so many people, who came from all over the planet, together with Suya we worked hard to publish interesting articles and show the faces of the Goreans present, Free and Slaves.

Lady Odette

   The return to the oasis was as usual happy, everyone welcomed us with joy, we are proud of our population, we have found our home again, even if our work as writers and editors often takes us to travel far, during our stay in the oasis, in our palace we received many visits from friends, thanking us for the work done at the fair.

 Sir Balrough of Southern light bay, invited us to the dance show on the island of Tyros, I had lived in that city bordering the city of Kasra, for some time after the fall of Port Victoria, almost all of us found refuge there, including my friend Sir Swen the blacksmith, he had left long before the disagreements with the Ubar, he had taken away his house with the blacksmith shop attached, to give it to a friend of his who had just arrived in the city, that was the prelude to something that was to happen, and in the days preceding the vote for the appointment of the new Chief of the Scribe caste, a coup by the old chief of the caste caused the city of Port Victoria to fall, we first escaped into the forest then with a ship we reached Tyros.

    It was not a good idea, all those who arrived were those who had caused the fall, so after an argument with the Tatrix of Kasra I left that city, I returned to the desert to take refuge in the oasis of Tashid, where the survivors of Cartassa were rebuilding the new great oasis, including Sir Umar Congo and his companion Lady Mae, his son Yussuf and his daughter Myriam and many others, I was always waiting for news of my brother Orlando, but a delegation of old survivors, inhabitants of the oasis of my father the Pasha, acclaimed me Emir waiting to know the end of Orlando and with their help we found a remote island to the west of the island of Landa, it was an island already inhabited by a Pirate, now old and tired he had returned to the island of Anango abandoning it, his castle not in good condition, servants to live in the early days waiting to build a new palace, it was then that I decided that I would no longer work as a Magistrate or Scribe, but I would have opened a branch of my new newspaper in Gor.'' Gazette of Moons'' creating a springboard for my future travels, looking for news to publish to let the Planet know about cities and citizens with a history.

  We left with Suya for that great show of the dancers '' the sirens of Tyros '' we published a long article with the drawings of the choreographies and the dancers, sir Balrough invited me to visit the city as soon as possible, I was about to leave, but I returned after some time, I found the city very changed, enlarged with new buildings, the door on the walls that divides Northern Light Bay with Kasra is still there, I passed it but to my great surprise where before there was a central road in the city now there was another door closed between high walls, I did not have the key so I went back waiting for Suya who did not arrive, I decided to return to the oasis, she was there, she had received some Wa Ngao warriors, met at the fair and had entertained them, they invited us to their camp in the forest, and we followed them, we visited that camp, we stayed a few days with them before leaving again this time for Sulport, we had had the invitation from lady Skyler, the builder who was making that small city a great reality on the Planet, now we are in Sulport waiting to speak with the ubar and with the caste leader of the Scribes sir vVncent, in the meantime
we enjoy the rest in the tavern in the upper area.