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THE KINGDOM OF WOLVES-LAND

After the great flood on the island of Svago, we all escaped on two ships to an island in the Kos archipelago, unknown on the map. In hundreds of years, so much water had never been seen falling from the sky. Great white clouds emptied their water into that stretch of sea that extends from the Gulf of Thassa to the unknown far west. Strangely, it didn't rain in that part of the archipelago. After two weeks camped on a long beach, the city commander, along with other free Warriors, Scribes, and Builders, decided to return to the old island of Svago and rebuild it.

I, who had been living in that city waiting for a job in the Scribe caste, didn't want to return with them. Along with a few others, we decided to continue on to Cos or some inhabited island. In my case, I stopped on the island of Degalbi, where an old acquaintance of mine lived. I appointed myself village magistrate and assigned myself an office on the ground floor and a room upstairs.

"I didn't want to return to Svago, the Scribe caste, even though the head of the caste was a man. In reality, it was women who ran the business, veritable Harpies who humiliated and influenced the lives of the people in the city, which was mainly dedicated to the sale and rental of slaves. There were offices for renting slaves, and three kennels. The entire road from the port to the hill was occupied by taverns, inns, and kennels."

I had to change my mind. In that village called Degalbi, all life was governed by the trade of products made by everyone. There wasn't much work to do in the office, only the control of ships and trade. They asked me, first politely, then insistently, to contribute to the work in a shop. After many years of working as a Magistrate of Gor, I had to submit to the will of a slave named Rosy. I discovered later that the village chief was her master and companion. In reality, it was she who ran everything. After several discussions, I decided that it wasn't her fault. That was the ideal place for me.

Life in Leisure

I set off on a ship bound for the continent, sailing up the Wosk Delta to the city of Victoria, a beautiful, bustling city with a large port. There, a lovely tavern overlooked the quayside, with tables in the square. As soon as I arrived, I met a friend of mine, the blacksmith Swen, known from other cities. He now had a beautiful shop with a large furnace, where he cast his weapons, which he sold to travelers.

vita in Svago

Unfortunately, Swen had the misfortune of living in a beautiful house attached to his blacksmith shop in a residential area overlooking the sea and the forest. Many women dreamed of that place, until one day the administrator decided to evict the blacksmith and assign the house to his companion (lover). As Magistrate, I was contacted by the blacksmith to challenge that decision. But while I was preparing the first protests, something changed. The chief Caste Scribe, who refused to accept his replacement, along with a few others, incited the people and brought about the fall of the city, destroying it. I fled into the forest with a few others. We took the trail to reach the city of Ko-Ro-Ba, stopping first at Rorus, then at Satarna. When we reached the crossroads for the road called Ciprianus, I continued inland, taking the road to Tharna, while the others returned towards Turmus.

I wanted to explore that part of Gor that runs from the mouth of the Wosk toward the Sardar, or toward Torvsland, and the city of Tharna was the starting point for many free youths who travel toward the Sanctuary by taking the Pilgrims' Road, the city of Silver, as Tharna was called, and I happened to be there during their dance festival, a huge celebration they organize every year for Halloween. I would have had the opportunity to rest and have some fun before setting out again toward that semi-deserted area of ​​the Sardar.

After One Hand, I set off again, taking the road called Clearchus. I would first reach Besnit, then Harfax, the last city before entering the great Sardar forest. The journey was long and tiring, and the stop in Harfax was very short, just enough time to stock up on food and water. Then I resumed my journey into that unknown that many Goreans avoid, preferring instead to head towards the Sardar mountains. No one wants to venture into that impenetrable forest.

I was not alone on my journey, some faithful guards had been following me since the time of Cartassa, meanwhile the further I went the thicker the forest became, the path sometimes disappeared, leaving me baffled as to which direction to follow, one day after walking for hours I finally found myself in a large clearing, with few trees, we pitched the tents, then the sky turned black and large clouds gathered over that clearing, the cold became biting, as if by magic the rain that had previously been only light became snow before being heavy.The flakes then everything turned white. I had gone off alone to scout, looking for shelter in that hell. I could barely walk in the snow. I didn't have much strength left to continue. Everything around me was impenetrable white. I collapsed exhausted in the snow, awaiting my end. I had lost contact with my men. I closed my eyes, thinking of the beautiful things life had given me, until suddenly distant barking sounds came closer and closer. They could have been wolves, or very aggressive wild Borsk, or many other things. I was scared, I understood that I had no way out, I didn't have the strength to fight or anything else. Until I saw her, a majestic woman in a long, light blue dress and a fur coat over her shoulders. A pack of wolves were following her. She approached, she examined me carefully, making sure I was alive. Only one large wolf was following her. The others stopped in a circle nearby, but I was overcome by fear and exhaustion and fainted.

I found myself in a large cave, near a fire, while the wolves around me seemed to be asleep. Then she appeared, asking my name and why I was there. I told her about my journey and my dream of visiting the entire planet. Then I fell asleep again. I woke up alone in that large cave. I looked for something to eat. I was hungry, having neither eaten nor drunk for two days. In one corner were hanging large pieces of meat, undoubtedly Veer's, and a barrel of water. After recovering, I looked out of that cave. By now the snow had stopped falling, a warm sun illuminated the large clearing, and the forest on the horizon.

Then she arrived. She told me she was the queen of that region, which took its name from the "Wolves" that followed her like shadows. She also told me that her companion and his men were away on his trade, and that when I was fully recovered, she would take me to her castle at the foot of the mountains.

The story of Ativ Theas....................

Little Ativ was captured as a child in a region of planet Earth called Norway. Expeditions to Earth were often dedicated to capturing men called Vikings, and their golden-haired women were strong, accustomed to surviving the long, cold, snow-covered winters. The wealthy Goreans loved that type of woman with white skin and golden hair. She was taken to Gor and sold to a rich Jarl, who took her to his village, adopted her, and educated her. She became a great Scribe, managing all the village's affairs until she was of marriageable age. Her wealthy, now elderly, father married her to a nobleman from a remote kingdom in the great Sardar, the Prince of Wolves, the kingdom of wolves. She followed that handsome prince, greeting and thanking her old father, and became the queen of that unknown kingdom.

She told me all this after arriving in his castle, surrounded by her servants and faithful warriors who protected her, along with the great wolf always at her side.

I stayed in that castle until spring, then I left that Queen melancholy and sad. She was a great woman, loved and respected, but my dream is to visit the planet in all its regions, and a caravan took me to the small town of Giml near the Larius River. From there I would continue down the river to Cardonicus, but I didn't know what fate had in store for me.

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