DARA DARIAN'S DAUGHTER

 

   Sometimes life reserves us beautiful opportunities and surprises, returning to Geela from the oasis of Isfahan, I had gone to a fair of the
Oasis, I was thinking of displaying my newspaper rack but I didn't get the authorisation, I had already put my rack in the landing Oasis once before, then for incomprehensible reasons they removed it and sent it back.

   Life went by in Geela, everything was as I had left it, I resumed my work and spoke to lady Sky, about her work and the possibility of having a room to furnish as a classroom for any Scribe apprentices, she told me to use my large office for now, he would put more chairs and small tables for writing, i spoke to sir Jovan, met him at the door of the new INN, together with a newcomer sir Taka, a fine Gorean, with Scribe lady Joy, and lady ,,,,,,,,,
  I told him about the fair in Turmus where we had exhibited the Geela Stall, and about the success we had.

   Meanwhile, a pirate ship arrives at the port, curiosity prompted me to go towards the docks, every time it is a grea happiness to see the people arriving and the goods they unload, together with the travelers there was a young woman accompanied by a Pirate in search of the building of the Scribes, a guard warned me, I told him to bring them to my office, curious to know what they were looking for.
 

    When he asked for permission to introduce them I noticed something familiar in that girl, decently dressed without any caste badge, the Pirate after having said goodbye saying he was available on his ship, I didn't understand why, and what he meant, meantime I did accommodate the girl, she looked at me in silence with shining and happy eyes, tell me what's the matter, I said to him as I scrutinized her from head to toe, she, after breathing a sigh of relief, took a parchment from her belt, told me that the mother had entrusted the parchment to the pirate when she was sold as a slave, I toke it across the desk, I took it carefully, it was no longer so new and clean, you could notice the signs of time, but the writing was visible and I started reading.
 
   The document stated that the girl was Harmony's daughter,  you all  maybe remember my beloved harmony, which I thought was lost, perhaps she ran away with the waiting child, she gave him the name Daria, in memory of her love Darian, a tear fell from my eyes , thinking of that woman who I thought had betrayed me, instead captured by raiders outside the oasis while she was at the pond and carried away, to then be sold into slavery at the port of Brundisium, while the newborn child was adopted by the family of the commander of the ship, he raised her with his daughters,. now you sisters have grown up, the father now old and always on the seas, could no longer deal with the protection of the girls, so he thought it best to send Dara to me with the documents attesting to his paternity, which I will investigate further with an examination by part of the DNA healer to determine it.
   

  Dara sitting opposite was visibly awkward on that blue velvet chair and looked around admiring the paintings and tapestries, I asked him what he wanted to do and what I could do for her, he told me that she always felt like the pirate's daughter, because he raised her with love and education treating her as if she were his own daughter and that she would be happy if she and her stepsisters could be protected by me and live in the city of Geela, study and work, with much love from me.
Certainly it is not easy all of a sudden to find that which for years I considered lost, and which I had searched for all over the planet, a little girl whom I saw growing up in her mother's belly day by day, and now here she is a woman, with the paternal instinct repressed for many years I got up I hugged that girl, telling her that she would always be by my side and work with me in the office and the sisters could come quietly under my protection and live in my big house ..
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THE FAIR IN TURMUS

      I couldn't wait to get to the city of Turmus, the beautiful Sabayna had sent me a message telling me that there would be a merchants fair in the city and asked me if I would like to have a stand for my newspaper, Dariantravels-gazette, I replied that I would be happy to attend and speaking with the Ubar of the city of Geela where I am currently Chief Scribe,. we decided that we would also have a stand in the city, where we would sell some products from our land.

    I was enthusiastic about this event, surely I would have met my sister lady Lucy Arliss, the painter who never missed an event, in any case I wrote a message and sent it to warn her.

  I arrived in the evening by now the dim light of the torches barely illuminated the port they had lit bonfires along the coast, as soon as I got off I met Sabayna on the pier who was checking some of his cases with his wonderful perfumes, he welcomed me with joy and I guided me towards the area of the fair very close to the port, by now the stands were almost all occupied but I found two free, one for the newspaper next to the stand of the Oasis of the two Scimitars and the city of Corcius, while the other at the end of the road to the city from Geela, in front of my sister Lucy's stand, it still hadn't arrived but I was told it would arrive the following morning.

    The preparation of the stand took me a lot of time in the night, then exhausted I retired to the ship, the next morning I finished the job and dedicated myself to the city of Geela we unloaded the products and positioned the signs, needless to say that many people came and went from the port with their goods, already from the early hours of the morning many people arrived to visit.

   Amongst all Lady Lonoire who welcomed me and acted as my guide, a very good lady whom I had not met when I lived in Turmus, also Lady Dara who traveled with me from Geela, she is a very good Scribe apprentice and also a talented writer I organized a class for Scribe soon for her.

I will list the stands and the Cities present
Corcyus
Turmus
Oasis of the two Scimitars
Oasis of janus
Lucy Arlis the painter
Geela city
Isfahan oasis
Lady Sabayna the perfumer 

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A DAY IN GEELA

      Returning from my short trip to the city of Telnus, I had met Lady Ranna, the healer. and it was she who sent me a message for a ZAR game competition, I remember they had already done one on the big beach, so I went to write an article for the Gazette Gorean newspaper, but I didn't find any points of interest, by now everyone they play that game and the citizens are few interested unless they go to race and take the prize in Silver Tarsk.

   I have returned to my new and beautiful city called Geela, it does not have a large port but it is well fortified, arriving from the port quay you can first take a copy of the newspaper, read the legal provisions of the city and then walk towards the gate in in the distance you can admire a very high caste tower, on the right, there is a beautiful beach where the dancers of the city usually perform on the dance floor, they are often there to welcome new visitors, cheering them up first with dances and then taking them to the Inn or to the tavern where they take refreshment.

    Then they return to the beach and resume their dance, tireless kajira, a beauty for the eyes, the men appreciate the dances because they are the most beautiful thing a city can offer..

     I also wanted to say that the city has open recruitment after the reconstruction made by lady Sky, and everyone is welcome, looking for each other

   Scribes
   physician
   Honorable and faithful       warriors
   Merchants
   Blacksmith
  Baker
   Perfumer
   Farmer
   Slaves
   Seamstress
   Bath House  Attendant (free)

  Those arriving can ask for sir Jovan or lady Skylar Courtenay of Geela , they will welcome you with friendship.
  Criminals, thieves, or presumptuous upstarts who have already brought down other cities are not welcome, we are at peace and not at war





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TERSA THE VERSATILE KAJIRA

 of Ko Ro Ba

       During one of my trips, I stopped at the city of Ko Ro Ba, I had heard a lot about the kajire dance school and the Tor tu gor radio headquarters, and I was very curious to know the city and the citizens, so it was not difficult for me reach its port with my ship.
     Luck would have it that in those days there was a kajires dance demonstration, it wasn't a real competition but a performance of the kajires who attend the Goreana dance school which has its headquarters in that city.

    I was wandering lost on the docks of the port, trying to figure out what kind of people were arriving and what kind of businesses they had, when a weak and kind little voice asked me if it could help me, I looked around until there was a kneeling behind me a beautiful Kajira, she had a very beautiful pink dress like the petals of a rose and her long hair that fell from her shoulders almost to the ground, her eyes were a deep blue like the sea, even if her head was bowed in shame.

    I thought she was a fugitive or lost slave, but she told me she was the kajira who welcomed visitors, and foreigners who came to attend the dances that would take place in the evening, I asked her name and she told me her name was Tersa Vella and being a property of sir D, but who was also in charge of assisting the ballet dancer, it was no coincidence that she had been an instructor in the Ko Ro Ba school. for many years and now she was happy that many of her pupils had become better than her and they too were teaching in the schools of the Planet, she was very happy for this, but her greatest commitment was at the Gallery of Modern Arts, she takes care of setting up the shows competitions and sometimes the choice of works to be exhibited, she informed me that in the month of July there would be an exhibition dedicated to Nature and that everyone could participate, as a writer I had a little poem of mine written during the crossing and I gave it to her for the competition together with a portrait of me.

     I had been really lucky to meet that girl who explained to me how the city was structured, and the movement they had for the dance school, and I confess that she was very busy these days with the exhibition and with the Tarn, she she is a Tarn girl. she takes care of the competitions, even if she would have preferred to help the Kjigiri in the preparation of the sets and the organization of the performances. But all this often leads her to run away from her master and devote herself to her many hobbies, she knows that sir D would not change her even with two eighteen-year-old kajire.

     When I asked him about her and her life he told me that many considered her a cheater but deep down she was a little shy girl who also often has problems interacting with others, this is because she was born and lived in Ko ro ba e few times did he travel, either for his radio or to follow the dancers to nearby towns for their performances. She had no aspirations of greatness or success said to her, as long as her Master taps it on her head and holds her with him in front of the fireplace.

      He takes me to the exhibition building where I chose my place for the poem then I walk around to visit the big city, until we reached the arena, the dances had just begun and he asked me for permission to go .... I I greeted affectionately but without exaggerating, thanking her and immersed myself in the vision of the kajire dancing in the center of the dance floor.

    I had met a great little woman
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ARRIVAL IN PORT GEELA

 

      Leaving from Telnus where I had met the writer Ranna, we traveled aimlessly in the thassa, a sailor told me about a remote island with a city called Geela, I was very intrigued and asked the ship's commander if we could scour that stretch of sea to spot that little lost island.
    We wandered around for a few days in search of the city and finally we sighted an island that didn't appear on any map, I told the commander, maybe we are there and ordered us to approach, always keeping the unknown area under control.

    Rounding the promontory we saw a small port with a few ships, and I said to dock, we could see from the quay some high fortified walls with a large gate, I got ready and went ashore with some guards. Arrived at the guard post, after having inspected and checked the documents, the captain accompanied me to Ubar sir Jovan, we found him in the large square overlooked by many shops, a large tavern and behind the majestic palaces stands the caste tower, even if the castes have representative offices in the city.
     Sir Jovan was with Lady Sky and some kajires sliding on their knees near the masters. I introduced myself as sir Orlando Arliss, Scribe, Magistrate, lawyer and editor of the newspaper '' darian travels'' they kindly welcomed me by offering me work, there was so much to do, they were reorganizing the city and they needed people with experience.

     I told him about the newspaper and the idea of creating a new one, he told me that there was already a branch of a newspaper, when he told me the name, Gorean moon I was dumbfounded, that was my old newspaper that I had left in the hands of a woman who had betrayed me for no reason to collect Opals in the mines, but it doesn't matter I said we'll do ours, they do theirs.

     After assigning me an apartment at the top of the big tower . I made an appointment with sir Jovan to define the contract as head of the Scribe caste, and as editor of the new newspaper ...gorean-gazette geena city-

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Geela Island is a hospitable island in middle Thassa. The main town of the island is characterized by several inns, bakeries and small shops in the lower town. The upper town looks like a castle, and the infirmary is also located here.

The small two-storey stone building contains the infirmary on the ground floor, while the upper floor has a living room for the physician. Inside, A hall welcomes the visitor; it serves as a waiting room and provides access to the individual rooms, the office, the exam room for the free and the patient room. The morgue is located in the rear part of the building, away from public traffic. The room for the slave exams is located in a low annex to the left of the entrance and is thus also separated from the areas used by free citizens. The walls are painted in a warm shade of green. The wooden floorboards also contribute to the warm and friendly overall impression.

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    I remind you that there is recruitment and all those who feel like real Goreans and who are not looking for personal advantages but who want to take part in living the city are welcome ... anyone who wants to contact Sir Jovan or lady Sky, you will be welcome

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 FOR MY RAIDERS

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I would like to apologize to those who participated in the games and who I wrote in the article taking them from the scoreboard of the competitions.
   I had to cancel them because that evening of the race they threatened me with death and they also sent me to remove my newsstand from Isfahan because of the names not written according to their preference, I am a journalist and I write what I see .. I don't have to ask the leave anyone on what kind of name they prefer to be called, sorry for the inconvenience I love you especially my frequent readers may the Initiates on behalf of the Priest Kings bless you 

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 I would also like to make you aware of a serious interference in my regard and death threats for I don't know what reason, they mentioned a lady that I haven't seen for years ..These people are ruining Gor with their wickedness and their pride ... it is good to isolate them otherwise Gor will end.

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 [14:41:15] Kelsier (galem.spaceship) seeing the Scribe walking away, but having recognized him from the description he had been given, walks past him and lets a small parchment slip into his pocket before he too leaves ---------------------------- Darian el Nariad, or whatever your name is these days, you don't know me, but i know you. You got the attention of the wrong people, you laid eyes on the wrong people. Some time has passed, but they do not forget. You've shown interest in a woman, Si..........., and that interest hasn't been welcomed. He considers this scroll a first and last warning: if you have to see the girl again, turn around and walk away. Don't talk to her. Don't look at her. If you do, they'll know and I'll come back for you.

 

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THE CITY OF VONDA WARRIORS PARADISE & HOME OF GODS 

 

  While I was in the city of Telnus, for some agreements on the sale of the newspaper I learned from some merchants of a tournament that would take place in the great city of Vonda, organized by the ''Rank of Caste Player'

 

 

I didn't want to miss the opportunity to attend the games and meet new Gorean people, I didn't know Vonda yet I had never been to that city, and I said to myself, I can't miss this opportunity, I asked at the port and found a ship calling at that port, I arranged for a ride, paying my share of the expenses of course.

I arrived at the port a little early and thought of taking a walk around Vonda, after leaving the quay I arrived at the large door that overlooked a large square where the tables for the tournament were already set, and immediately behind a large 

swimming pool ( fountain), is a large square square with palaces all around and streets branching off towards the towers crossing other walls and another grand gate, as I was wandering around aimlessly, I came across the stables where many Tarsks are housed in single spaces and other animals such as Kailla .

The well-cleaned and wide streets, the houses finished well with the high walls and a large temple and beautiful buildings on the outskirts, in short, a beautiful city where every Gorean aspires to live happily.

 

I write that the games have just begun so many people crowded around the poolside and around the tables, it will certainly be a great success as those of the ''Rank of Cast'' always d

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A GREAT OPPORTUNITY

     Preparations are in full swing for the great exhibition of poems dedicated to ''Nature'' where many second life poets and poetesses will participate.
   
The event that has a symbolic purpose, offers the possibility to many poets / and to make themselves known and have the possibility for the best to be archived in the gallery-archive cabinet, managed by Kajira '' Tersa Vella '' a great artist l 'I met on the occasion of the Kjires dances organized in KO RO BA (south tower) I wrote an article about it, and a relationship of friendship and respect was established between us.

    I had the opportunity to visit the gallery under construction, and it is doing an excellent job with the photographic panels showing the names of the Poets and their photographic icon, in my case I have the seagulls my symbol of nature and freedom, even if my poetry and a little out of line, written extemporaneously but I hope the message gets to someone.

    The inauguration will take place on July 15, 2023, certainly between 2 SLT, all those who want to intervene can search for South Tower(ko ro ba) and participate, I will update in a few days just to give you more information, and how exact to reach the Gallery which is located in a three-story building outside the city walls.

     For more information anyone can call -TERSA VELLA- or call or send a message to ORLANDO ARLISS(ulisse1) editor of the Dariantravels blog 

 

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DANCE EVENING IN TELNUS

 

    A great event on Saturday evening in the city of Telnus, I had told you about this city in one of my articles, Lady Adara sent me a message inviting me to the great party that the following Saturday would take place in the reception hall of the city, and almost certainly this event will be repeated every month, given the large turnout and participation of Goreans from all over the planet.

    The atmosphere was surreal, all dressed in the best clothes, even if a discordant note were the naked male slaves, who wandered among the guests, the rest was fine, the Kajires with their trays were jumping through hoops to extricate themselves from the crowd and serve their drinks.

    I arrived late as my ship had had mooring problems the docks were now full of ships, we stopped in the harbor and went ashore with the lifeboats. arrived at the grand hall I looked around bewildered in search of a friendly face, but I could not recognize anyone, all fluttering in their dance, I stopped to the left of the entrance in the less crowded area and there a single lady also looked around like a fish out of water, I introduced myself as Emir of the oasis of the seven palms and we started a conversation that kept me busy all evening, (it was a good thing because I can't dance).

In the end, very tired from the journey, I retired with the promise to meet again as friends and maybe have a chat every now and then.

    (as far as the next edition is concerned, everyone is reminded to disconnect the Meter before entering and eliminate the scripts that cause problems for the land)

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 DARIAN'S TRAVELS

FROM A STORY OF LADY RANNA VALLONA

The rescue of the captain of the guard.

      With the Captain late in returning to the port of the City of Victoria and voices of concern for the lack of news for several days, the Lady of the red caste looks for one of the Medici Ladies, saying she is lost and distressed by the disappearance of her companion, the poor woman, she couldn't even sleep due to so much worry, having also been hit by some fainting episodes. It was at this moment that the alarm of the Medici High Caste sounded, as they sensed that something of extreme importance and danger might befall the Captain and his men.

Commander Otto then decides to organize a small team consisting of Rarius and Medici, after all they didn't know what frame or gravity they might find when they arrived at the battle site. From the holds of the powerful vessel where we were squeezed between crates and barrels, in order not to alarm the crew with the presence of women on board, the roar of the great wooden beast was heard as it sailed in the stormy waters of the great Volsk river and with its keel fearless, she practically ripped through currents as if they were sharp fangs.

A wise decision of the expert Warrior, as soon as the Captain was found unconscious, the result of a terrible clash with the Pirates of Volsk, he disappeared in a huge pool of blood from a serious wound to the abdomen and, as all indicated , several ah in a row. The Ladies Physicians leapt into action. The picture was not only daunting, but serious. The warrior caste man's complexion grew more morbid as the hours passed, and his pulse was rather weak. In addition to an arrow that pierced his abdomen and nearly pierced his body from side to side, countless cuts slashed the man from top to bottom.

There were sighs and prayers whispered from the tight, parched lips of those who saw the deposit as more than a garment. After all, was it not said among the Rarius that the true Homestone of the warrior is called battle? Only by looking at those faces petrified by such a contained emotion, could I finally have the dimension of that sacred bond.

Something to really admire is the coolness of those green-covered creatures. One of the men is quickly asked to serve as a blood donor for the dying man, which is done promptly and skillfully. With the patient receiving the fluid of life in the veins directly from the veins of the new blood brother. The wound was sealed with towels pressed into place.

An injection of adrenaline was injected by the highest ranking physician into the captain to make sure his heart didn't stop before a good amount of blood was flowing through his veins again. As well as an injection of antibiotics and antidotes. After all, it wouldn't be for them to judge the origin of the arrow or the honor of the pirate, if a pirate has any notable honor.

With this, you will soon notice death fleeing the enclosure and with it taking all the heavy air of the place with it. The sounds of lungs inflating were almost audible in the silence of the ship. For a moment he imagined he was one of the sails taking a heavy hit from the high peaks of Ko-ro-ba. A sign of good news and new directions.

The Medici then decided to operate on the warrior right there, because a trip to the hospital would have been too long and as soon as it was strong enough, the bullet was removed with complete mastery by the smallest doctor and to the amazement of all present, the suture in silk used for the external sutures is not in the medical kit but the smaller Doctor and with great bravado, did not hesitate even once, removing from the head of a furry a long and strong lock of hair which, after being disinfected, is used for the final suture..

A few hours later and with the successful rescue of the Captain of the City Guard, by the collective of mutual efforts, it was finally possible to set sail, returning to the safety of the walls and gates of Victoria. And the rest of the story you already know.

We are Ranna Vallona and Patssy of LionHeart, High Caste of Physicians and we wish you well.

A MEETING
LADY AVA (ruthannemcgee)

    During one of my long trips to new cities that I still didn't know, I stopped in the city of Turia, and there I met a young healer, even if still an apprentice, before being able to carry out her work she should take a companion and have two sons, according to the law of Gor.

    I was intrigued by her sweetness in answering my questions about the city and in showing me the most suitable places for my superior caste, and despite her face being covered by a delicate gold-embroidered veil, as was her dress, with reflections of green like her Casta and with gold thread seams, a very elegant and sociable woman.

  I asked her who she was and why she lived in this city, and blushing she replied that already in the city of Venna where I was a magistrate, we met but without speaking, she was leaving on her ship and I was arriving, I don't remember , in that city of Venna in those days there were many people who lived including three Magistrates, (although I never understood what they were doing there).

    My curiosity prompted me to ask him who he really was. and she told me that since she was a child she had a preference for music and soon I learned to play becoming a good musician, and when her father disappeared during one of his travels around the planet as a merchant, she was left alone and was raised by Aunt McGee, always traveling to the city in the city following her profession as a musician, my mother escaped she also left me a void, so I came to live with my grandmother Lady Domino, my father's mother, now I was reunited with her in the city of Turia, where she is a great figure in the city, lady Domino is an old acquaintance of mine I have met her many times both at fairs and in some meetings in the cities, Domino has taken Ava under her protection becoming her mentor in the caste of Healers (Pysichian).

    I also asked him if she had a partner or unrequited love, she replied that her true love for now is medicine and won't take her mind off until she graduates and she gets her own job in Green Caste .

     By now my time was over the ship was waiting for me for my new journey to the Imperial city of AR, I had promised myself many times to visit it but the wars had prevented me, I will talk about AR in my next article, then I would have returned from there to my Oasis of the Seven Palms.
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