MOUNT HAVEN CITY

It's been a long time since I've heard from my friend Lady Kallis the Scribe, who has honored me with her great friendship for so many years. There aren't many friends I've had the pleasure of meeting over the years; only the great Di Gor can be considered my friends. Returning to Lady Kallis, I said, she sent me a message saying she was visiting a new, great city and that she was waiting for me to visit it together. I was about to leave for the Thunder Mountain Fair, but there were still a few Hands of time to go, so I decided to leave on my favorite ship. It wasn't a very long journey, and I arrived at the port in less than a Hand (Gor time). I met Lady Kallis at the dock with other friends of hers, who welcomed me warmly and took me around the city, admiring the beauty of that great, ancient fortress. After a tour of the streets of that marvelous city, full of gardens, despite climbing so many stairs, there were always new things to discover on every terrace. While I was sitting in the tavern enjoying a cup of Black Wine, I was surprised to run into an old friend of mine, Sir Harry. I hadn't seen him in a long time, even though he was rushing around on urgent business. He invited me to stay and spend some time together. I was very happy, but the Yhunder Mountain Fair was starting soon, and I would be there with the Gazette of Moons, so I arranged to meet him at the end of the fair. I said goodbye to everyone and left, promising to return soon, but not before taking some portraits of the most beautiful corners of that town called Mount Haven, which I will post below for all to admire.

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THE POETS OF GOR

POETRY READING AT THE THUNDER MOUNTAIN FAIR READ BY LADY ARIA

[12:01] aria (nabila.daffyd) rolls her shoulders back, proud in stance as she begins to speak. Her voice, while loud, was not forceful. Her words, well pronounced, "Tal Goreans! Welcome! Let me take a moment to introduce myself! I am lady Aria McDonnell of the Poets of the Unfettered Quill and the Poet's Caste of Gor!"

[12:01] Drusus Amadeus Titus (abel.belgar) sat on the bench as soon as he arrived to the place where the poetry thing would be happening, crossed his arms against his chest, closed his eyes and got ready to have a nap. The constant blah blah blah would certainly help him falling asleep.

[12:01] Sabayna (tremlays): Tal all who arrived

[12:02] aria (nabila.daffyd) Like all of our shows, there is a tip jar just down in front of the stage. Your tips are welcome and appreciated, as majority goes back to the sim itself as a way to say thank you for supporting the arts in Gor!"

[12:02] aria (nabila.daffyd) "I am honored to have been asked to come perform at the Merchants Fair and even more grateful to you for coming to listen!"

[12:03] Medusa Avora fr>en: menadu

[12:03] aria (nabila.daffyd) Since we are at a Merchants Fair, I figured we could begin this performance with a piece about an enterprising She-Urt!"

[12:03] aria (nabila.daffyd) "So sit back, relax and please enjoy, "Three Coins""

[12:04] aria (nabila.daffyd): A she-urt sat on steps of wet stone,

Leading down to the wooden piers,

Where round ships would dock, and merchants would talk,

Of their profits and losses and fears.

[12:04] aria (nabila.daffyd): Her clothes?  A mess! All torn, and threadbare,

She was covered with lice and grime.

All cleared from her path, she had not had a bath,

In what all were sure had been some time.

[12:04] aria (nabila.daffyd): A Captain clomped down the steps of wet stone,

Grimaced when he saw her foul form.

Fog streaming about, with her right hand held out,

She shivered as she tried to keep warm.

[12:05] aria (nabila.daffyd): "Three coins, sir, three coins, sir!

Three coins and I'll eat today.

"Three coins, sir.  three coins, sir!

Or whatever you can pay."

[12:05] aria (nabila.daffyd): The Captain grumbled and flipped her a tarsk,

It joined the other coins she'd saved.

Down a dingy street, she stumbled to meet,

A pox-scarred man who had what she craved..

[12:06] aria (nabila.daffyd): Her three copper coins, meant for some food?

They were traded for kanda leaf.

She might have to steal, to get her next meal,

But today her habit found relief.

[12:06] aria (nabila.daffyd): Her red eyes glazed over due to the drug,

And her vision began to blur.

Against grimy stone, she slumped, all alone,

Then her beggar's chant began to slur.

[12:06] aria (nabila.daffyd): Oh, how she tried to hold her arm out!

But her hand dropped into her lap.

Her head lolled about, a whisper slipped out,

'Fore she fell into a stuporous nap.

[12:07] aria (nabila.daffyd): "Three coins, sir, three coinz, shir.

Shree coinz, an' . . . I'll . . .------

[12:07] aria (nabila.daffyd) took a slight bow as she finished

[12:07] Charlotte Spicer (charlottefrees) applauds

[12:07] Night Corvus (nightdr3am) chuckles hearing about kanda leaves knowing they are selling such of the best quality

[12:08] aria (nabila.daffyd) nodded proudly, placing her hand over her heart, "Thank you! Thank you all!"

[12:08] Heart (damara.dufaux): claps for the Lady

[12:08] Sabayna (tremlays) applauds for Aria and her first poem.

[12:08] Storm (tradino): applauds forcefull

[12:09] aria (nabila.daffyd) "The next piece is titled, The Magistrate, the Sword and the Coin"...because sometimes...Magistrates DO get it right!" she chuckled

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[12:09] Storm (tradino): chuckles.

[12:09] aria (nabila.daffyd): The Magistrate said, "Guilty!", and sentenced me to Death,

I protested my innocence with all my breath.

They bound my wrists and led me out of the Justice Hall,

To hang on a hook, high up on the city  wall.

[12:09] aria (nabila.daffyd): They'd come for me on New Year's Eve because I had paid,

For some food with a coin that hadn't yet been made,

Available for public use - they were next year's lot.

Someone hit the treasury, and hadn't been caught.

[12:10] aria (nabila.daffyd): I got roughed up a bit, but I'd been through that before,

Then they searched in the back of my wood working store.

They removed my sword from its hilt, and there in a groove,

Was a bit of dried blood that hadn't been removed.

[12:10] aria (nabila.daffyd): They cried, "We got him, who killed the guard!", and hauled me straight,

Over to a courtroom, to face the Magistrate.

He entered in somber robes, the hood upon his head,

And began, "You'd better tell me all." so I said,

[12:11] aria (nabila.daffyd): "I had blood on my sword, and I had the coin, it's true,

But the blood was from a canal urt that I slew.

And the coin, I received it fair for a carving I made,

An inscription in the handle of a knife blade."

[12:11] aria (nabila.daffyd): The evidence was damning, the coin WAS from my purse,

As for my sword, could I have cleaned it any worse?

Of course he didn't believe me; I was in a jam.

I'd had run-ins before, it's just the way I am,

[12:11] aria (nabila.daffyd): With one too many pagas - I'd get into a fight,

And then sleep it off in a jail cell overnight.

Now bound by ropes and my past, o'er the edge I could see,

The sharp end of a hook, pointed up at me.

[12:12] aria (nabila.daffyd): They pushed me over that edge, and let me down real slow,

Then, when just above that point, they let the rope go!

Those guards were real pros, they had execution pride.

Their drop forced the point in, then out my other side!

[12:12] aria (nabila.daffyd): Oh, I let out a scream, the pain too much to bear!

My weight arched my back, sweat ran down into my hair.

My legs dangled to one side, my head the other way,

Below I heard a shout, it seemed so far away.

[12:13] aria (nabila.daffyd): "My Master, please be strong, I promise I will find out,

Just who the real thieves are, and where they are about!"

She then professed her love for me, what a loyal slave,

Then went off on her task, my poor life to save.

[12:13] aria (nabila.daffyd): In and out of consiousness, I sunburned on that hook.

Who but my slave would even have bothered to look?

I hung there; it seemed like years, but really just one day,

Agony has a way of stretching time, they say.

[12:13] aria (nabila.daffyd): Caked with blood and crusty sweat, I hung there through the night,

Until I heard the sound of hooves about first light.

"Open the gate!", I heard him say, in a voice so strong,

"I'm the Captain of the Guard, here to right a wrong!"

[12:14] aria (nabila.daffyd): In a short time I heard feet, it was the Magistrate.

He had been called to see the ruckus at the gate.

The Guard threw down a bag, I heard the distinctive sound,

Of a thousand coins cascading onto the ground.

[12:14] aria (nabila.daffyd): Then came a heavy, rolling thud, he needn't have said,

"I found the coins with this thief, here's his severed head.

Near sunset I got a tip as to his hideaway,

In an old farmhouse not twenty pasangs away."

[12:14] Medusa Avora fr>en: merelease

[12:15] aria (nabila.daffyd): "I caught the thief red-handed, this evidence is new.

Such an error has been made!  Sir, what will you do?"

The Magistrate ordered them to take me down with care,

My slave first by my side, she stroked my matted hair.

[12:15] aria (nabila.daffyd): The Magistrate said,  "I'm sorry, and today I will,

Purge your full record clean, and pay your doctor's bill."

He asked to buy the next piece of furniture I made,

He remembered I was a woodworker by trade.

[12:15] aria (nabila.daffyd): I was laid up in bed a full quarter of a year,

And the whole time my kajira was always near.

She took care of everything, she'd sit and hold my hand,

And say with misty eyes, "I hope you understand",

[12:16] aria (nabila.daffyd): "The note I wrote was the only thing that I could try,

To save your life, my love, I couldn't let you die!"

Her love for me would help hide my secret for all time.

The man she turned in - was my partner in the crime!-----

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[12:16] aria (nabila.daffyd) bowed gently

[12:16] Charlotte Spicer (charlottefrees) chuckles as she claps very fast

[12:16] Bea Lael (lifepath) claps for Aria, "Yayyyy," and also greets Willi with happy wave. "Tal Willi"

[12:17] Sabayna (tremlays) applauds again: "What a wonderful poem, Lady Aria."

[12:17] aria (nabila.daffyd) nodded humbly, "Thank you all! Thank you!"

[12:17] Storm (tradino): chuckles applauding.

[12:17] aria (nabila.daffyd) gestured to the tip jar, "Thank you all! There is a tip jar just in front of the stage here, Please be sure to donate if you're able. A portion of the proceeds goes back to the city itself!"

[12:18] աιʅʅ աσʅϝɱιҽɾ (willilicious.georgette): Tal Bea.

[12:18] Bea Lael (lifepath) smiled, "Tal Willi."

[12:18] aria (nabila.daffyd) continued, "Welcome to those just joining us! Please, make yourselves comfortable!"

[12:19] aria (nabila.daffyd) "Thank you all! Thank you! Very appreciated!"

[12:19] Storm (tradino): half-turns hearing a familiar voice. "Tal Will!"

[12:19] aria (nabila.daffyd) "This next piece is entitled "REPO!" and should serve as a reminder to you all..to Keep your Bills Current!" she chuckles

[12:19] աιʅʅ աσʅϝɱιҽɾ (willilicious.georgette): Tal Storm

[12:20] Sabayna (tremlays) smiles

[12:20] aria (nabila.daffyd) "It is also a bit of a short story, so make yourselves comfortable"

[12:20] aria (nabila.daffyd): Three physicians, a poet, and a scribe entered a cafe.

[12:20] aria (nabila.daffyd): The cafe owner snapped his fingers.  Several slaves rushed to the table, but the guests insisted on talking to the owner directly.  The owner noted the heavy veils over the women of the green caste, and mentioned, "Ladies, we are nearly in the Northern Forest.  Up here there is no requirement for a veil, if you so desire."

[12:21] aria (nabila.daffyd): "Sir, these are not veils, they are surgery masks!"

     "Surgery?  Have you just come from an operation?" the owner asked.

    "No sir, we are going to one."

    "Where?"

    "Here."

[12:21] aria (nabila.daffyd): A look of pure shock burst onto the tavern master's face.  His lips moved without sound coming forth.  Finally, he turned to the poet.

[12:22] aria (nabila.daffyd): "What is your business here?"

     "I will write your death poem.  Any requests?"

     "I do not want to die!"

     "Then perhaps you should have stayed current on your bill to the green caste," mentioned the scribe.  "Did you not receive treatment for a heart attack last year?"

     "Yes, I did, but business has been slow.  I will pay you back when I can -"

[12:22] aria (nabila.daffyd): "A bit late for that now, sir.  These ladies have filed a proper repossession claim, and are here to collect."

     "Collect?  My heart?"

     "That is what is owed upon, sir.  Nothing personal."

     "But, but, but! . . ."

     "No, sir, not your butt, your heart.  Be a dear and hop up on the table," suggested the head physician cheerfully.

     "Wait!  Maybe I have some items of value . . . "

     "I do see several kegs of paga over yonder," suggested the poet.

     "Of course!  Please!  take them and cancel my bill, I beg you!"

[12:23] aria (nabila.daffyd): The poet looked at the scribe, then the physicians, who were already laying out knives.  "Will two kegs be adequate to cover the bill?"

     "Three might be closer," suggested the scribe.

     The owner wiped some sweat from his face and motioned to the kegs as he yelled, "Take them!  with my gratitude!"

[12:23] aria (nabila.daffyd): On the road outside of town the five stopped briefly and examined the kegs.

     "We should be able to get 5 gold tarns for these," the poet mentioned.

     "Perhaps a bit more," responded the scribe.

     "How much was his bill?"

     "A gold and two silver tarns," noted the scribe.

     "That's a nice profit we will have," mentioned one of the physicians.

[12:24] aria (nabila.daffyd): The poet smiled, then looked down at his list.  "Let's see, a tavern master in Sais owes 6 silver for examination fees and medicines for his last bout of gout.  We should get double that from him.  Sure pays to listen while I drink!"

[12:24] aria (nabila.daffyd): "Aye!" exclaim the physicians and the scribe in unison.  They turned their wagon towards Sais, merry smiles adorning their faces. ------

[12:24] aria (nabila.daffyd) chuckled and took a bow

[12:25] aria (nabila.daffyd) "Thank you all! That was a fun one! Imagine, getting your body parts taken back" chuckles

[12:26] Charlotte Spicer (charlottefrees) shakes her head

[12:26] Sabayna (tremlays) applauds: "Oh, oh, oh, three physicians posing as Norns or creatures of fate to get their money...

[12:26] Storm (tradino): aplauds, chuckling, "I will  in future always remember to pay his bills in time."

[12:26] aria (nabila.daffyd) chuckles

[12:26] աιʅʅ աσʅϝɱιҽɾ (willilicious.georgette) claps.

[12:27] aria (nabila.daffyd) nodded warmly to the audience, "Thank you all again! My last piece is a fun one about my caste...entitled, Don't Mess with the Poets"

[12:28] aria (nabila.daffyd) playfully narrowed her eyes, "Yeah...don't mess with us" she teased with a soft laugh before she began

[12:28] aria (nabila.daffyd): A guard tried to lure a poet

To a place she should not be.

Her castemates would soon know it,

And began to write fervidly.

[12:28] aria (nabila.daffyd): To tempt those who mold with word,

Is to tempt the hand of fate,

For such a story will oft be heard

When the lamps of taverns burn late.

[12:29] aria (nabila.daffyd): Death touches the brave but once, all know.

But fools who trifle with our caste,

Will be made to perish with each show,

For as long as our breath will last.-----

[12:29] aria (nabila.daffyd) chuckled and took her last bow

[12:30] Sabayna (tremlays): Bravooo, Lady Aria!

[12:30] aria (nabila.daffyd) "I think it's best summed up..we will eviscerate you in rhyme!"

[12:30] Storm (tradino): shakes is head in amusement.

[12:30] aria (nabila.daffyd) chuckled

[12:30] aria (nabila.daffyd): Thank you all!

[12:30] Charlotte Spicer (charlottefrees): lovely poem!

[12:30] aria (nabila.daffyd): Thank you very much!

[12:31] Bea Lael (lifepath) claps "Great job"

[12:31] aria (nabila.daffyd): The Caste will be around for the whole of the fair. You will find us doing several pop up performances and one large show on Friday"

[12:31] աιʅʅ աσʅϝɱιҽɾ (willilicious.georgette) claps

[12:31] aria (nabila.daffyd) "Thank you all again!! And please, enjoy the Fair! Thank you for listening!"

[12:32] Charlotte Spicer (charlottefrees) stands and stretches, then heads back to her Market Fair Stall.

[12:33] Night Corvus (nightdr3am) "There must be a complementary mead for each poem!" smirks standing up ... "and especially for poets ... then I could become one ... for tonight!"

[12:33] aria (nabila.daffyd) chuckles!

[12:33] aria (nabila.daffyd): We are all poets..some of us, just don't know it!

[12:33] Storm (tradino): chuckles. "Hear, hear!"

[12:34] Babeesha reaches up to her Master "Wake up, my Master, they have finished"

[12:34] Night Corvus (nightdr3am) "That is why we need mead! ... aye, bondmaid?" turned his head to look at Heart "Where is it?!"

[12:35] Heart (damara.dufaux): "Aye my Jarl. Just a few steps away."

[12:35] aria (nabila.daffyd): "Thank you all very much!"

[12:35] Night Corvus (nightdr3am) "Thank you, Aria!"

[12:35] aria (nabila.daffyd): My absolute pleasure!

 THUNDER MOUNTAIN CITY

Opening and inauguration of the fair in the city of Thunder Mountain, with the dances of the kajires and Kajiurus. The city was built on the Sardar road, not far from the cities of Olni and Tentus. Despite its location close to the mountains, its climate is temperate and the sun shines. Flowers form a colorful carpet in the city's avenues and squares. The people are sociable and accustomed to trade, taking refuge from wars and raids. It's an ideal place for those who want to live and work, build a family, and find a career within the castes.

Anyone who wants to visit the city is welcome, and I've provided the address below to get there.

http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/THUNDER%20MOUNTAIN/111/90/54

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After the opening of the fair everyone moved to the large theatre where the dances would take place. Below I will put the photos of the dances with the beautiful scenography.

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 The Thunder Mountain Merchants’ Fair

http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/THUNDER%20MOUNTAIN/212/32/22

Message from the Mountain

Greetings, honored merchants and travelers of Gor,

Thunder Mountain proudly announces the Merchants’ Fair, to be held from the 12th to the 19th of October, a full seven days of trade, companionship, and roleplay beneath the roaring falls and open skies.

From 10am to the 10pm SLT each day, the fairgrounds will come alive with the bustle of commerce, the shimmer of wares, and the sounds of the market. While you may come and go as you please, gathering during these hours ensures the liveliest encounters and finest roleplay.

🌿 Booths & Setup

All booths are free of charge and already prepared for your arrival, beautifully placed near the great waterfall.

Each merchant has an allowance of 30 prims, please be considerate in the use of scripts and sounds, so all may enjoy a smooth experience.

Transactions between merchants may be handled in ZCS coins, Lindens (for G&S or DFS items), or purely through RP.

🏠 Lodging & Hospitality

Merchants wishing to remain in character for the duration are warmly invited to stay within Thunder Mountain. Free rooms at the inn and temporary housing are available throughout the fair.

🛍 Important Notes

All items must be picked up by Sunday, after which remaining items will be returned.

To claim your booth, please contact

Marcus Aurelius Antoninus (MathMan Orellana)

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or

MaximusCasius

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Come trade, barter, and share the wealth of Gor! Whether you deal in steel or silk, scrolls or spirits, there is a place for you at the Mountain.

May your trade be prosperous and your words well bargained.

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(Deutsch unten / Français ci-dessous)

Isfahan Silk Trials

Sunday, November 23rd  11 am slt / 20h00 CET

Each slave will make 

- one drink serve on demand and 

- present one dance of his or her choice

Dances must not exceed 6 minutes.

Serves may take up to 15 minutes.

The following serves may be demanded: 

Ka-la-na, Mead, Sake, Paga, Beer, Larma juice, Hot chocolate, Bazi Tea and Blackwine.

Serve training is offered every Saturday at 5 am slt in the Isfahan slavery. 

All are welcome to participate.

Utterances and emotes of the slaves to be judged may be in English, German or French, but an English version must always be provided. Other languages are permitted but cannot serve as basis of judgment.

Location: Isfahan Lake Stage

Prizes will be attributed by a jury.

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The Thunder Mountain Merchants’ Fair

Message from the Mountain

Greetings, honored merchants and travelers of Gor,

Thunder Mountain proudly announces the Merchants’ Fair, to be held from the 12th to the 19th of October, a full seven days of trade, companionship, and roleplay beneath the roaring falls and open skies.

From 10am to the 10pm SLT each day, the fairgrounds will come alive with the bustle of commerce, the shimmer of wares, and the sounds of the market. While you may come and go as you please, gathering during these hours ensures the liveliest encounters and finest roleplay.

🌿 Booths & Setup

All booths are free of charge and already prepared for your arrival, beautifully placed near the great waterfall.

Each merchant has an allowance of 30 prims, please be considerate in the use of scripts and sounds, so all may enjoy a smooth experience.

Transactions between merchants may be handled in ZCS coins, Lindens (for G&S or DFS items), or purely through RP.

🏠 Lodging & Hospitality

Merchants wishing to remain in character for the duration are warmly invited to stay within Thunder Mountain. Free rooms at the inn and temporary housing are available throughout the fair.

🛍 Important Notes

All items must be picked up by Sunday, after which remaining items will be returned.

To claim your booth, please contact

Marcus Aurelius Antoninus (MathMa

or

MaximusCasius

Come trade, barter, and share the wealth of Gor! Whether you deal in steel or silk, scrolls or spirits, there is a place for you at the Mountain.

May your trade be prosperous and your words well bargained.

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  A GREAT ADVENTURE

 

We set out at dawn on a sunny day that was expected to be warmer

than the others.
   Brjiana wanted to follow us in the new adventure, I had received a message from a tribal chief of the interior just outside the Thahari desert, but who was part of my territories, he was asking me for help for some strange disappearances that had been happening from some time in the own village
   As the Emir of the oasis, I was worried, he had never heard of disappearances for no one apparent reason, and that was dangerous enough even for the citizens of my oasis.
   I took with me some trusted guards, not many to tell the truth, I didn't think there could be a great danger out there, and at the oasis I left the first Commander, with me came the captain of the guards, a trustworthy man even if a little stubborn in his interpretations, after having crossed a part of the desert we entered the forest where the village was located, I had forgotten how difficult it was to walk in the forest, I had been living in the desert from time.

 After a few days of traveling in that damned forest, we finally looking smoke rising high into the sky from a high hill, and we were all happy, we will rest and eat something hot after days of walking.
  The head of the village was a large dark-skinned man, furs covered his body, his hair tied behind very long and an unkempt beard, I explain that in recent months many men had disappeared into thin air, without giving more news of them, i was very worried, if it had been the work of the Panthers surely they would have left traces, they like to let people know about their raids, and I don't think  merchants or slaverswould go that far, they could not have sold the slave without documents, and a voluntary removal seemed unlikely to me .
   After studying with the Captain and the Guide, the map of the area, to find a safe route, and start the search, the next day after a restful night, we took some provisions, enough water and began our patrol. towards the afternoon the forest began to thin out, but a thick blanket of fog enveloped the area, that part of the forest was not on any map, until we found ourselves at the foot of a large fence, very high made of large impassable logs, we set up the field and the tents close to a large stone always in sight of the fence even if we were quite covered by any surprises, and we got ready for the night by organizing guards turn.
    The next morning, now awake and ready to inspect the great wall, in the distance we saw a figure slowly approaching, we hid behind the great rock and waited, until we saw a strange warrior dressed in strange bandages that surrounded his body, a very tall and dark skinned man, like some men imported from planet earth, something that had never been seen, not even among the barbarians who

populate the planet.
   I told everyone to stay hiddens and I went out, trying to have a contact with that man who seeing me becamed aggressive, showing a fighting attitude, I unsheathed my scimitar but to my great surprise the man with a superhuman leap I try to to landing myself colliding, in the impact between the two bodies he turned into another, a cloning never seen before, the guards intervened in the fight, who in a short time had the better of killing both, becoming beings of normal as they were in the their village.
   To my amazement I realized that in the impact with that man I had taken his powers, I felt strong and my body changed into an apologetic color very similar to the earth,
   My subjects, Brjiana, and the captain were terrified, I calmed them by saying that everything was over, but that I wanted to use my change to sneak into what looked like a great fortification surely to

protect a village.
  I ordered everyone to remain quiet and hidden, I will bgo come in to take a look, and so it was. I went through the portal made of logs that the man had left approached, what presented itself to my eyes was a stunning thing, the road from the door led to an immense stone building, with a large staircase and men on guard all around.
   The closer I got, the more guards they all seemed the same. as if they were twins, all dressed in bandages that wrapped their crossed bodies, armed with small spears with a strange shape, as if they were torches, I hear the door closing behind me and men who silently approached pushing me towards the great staircase, I went up escorted by two wings of men, silent without expression, as if they were automatons, until I entered that great palace, at the end of the great  hall of men in long white tunics, like those of the Intiate, they were waiting for me, they asked my name and which area of ​​the planet I came from, I explained to them that I was the Emir of the Oasis of the Seven Palms, and that a tribal chief of the forest had asked for my help, they did not seem threatening, and I was enough quiet, what must have been the Chief I take me to a room, where on the walls so many mirrors and small lights flashing like so many fireflies, and in the mirrors, which he told me to be monitors, men and women of every village and city, each if placed in the foreground seemed to be there with us,
He explains to me that they were the elect of the kings and that they controlled  hall, that they experimenting a kind of new planet warrior, faithful and sure fighter, to form a single army of the planet, that's why the disappearances, they took the mans from the villages and cities, they took them underground where they were educated and cloned, with small receivers in the brain to obey orders.
  I could not believe my eyes, I had read in old books about something like that but never that one day I found myself face to face with the elect of the Kings.

   The High Priest, so he said I had to call him, knew very well that he was speaking to a great and valiant Emir, he told me that they were hosting me until the Grand Council had decided what to do.
   On the evening of the following day the Captain, not seeing me return, took a trusted guard with him and ventured to climb the fence, he too entered the great palace with the favor of darkness, and found himself in that great hall surrounded by the guards, the Priest who had seen the man climb the fence and enter the hall, but he recklessly with a feline shot took the High Priest hostage, ordering him to free the Emir and themselves, at that point I who had witnessed the scene, I took part in the action by capturing another Priest, I said to order the men to let us pass, and go away in peace.
  The High Priest i order the guards to let us go, not before making us swear not to reveal the place and location of the Temple, otherwise the KINGS will take revenge on the peoples of the planet.
so it was.
 We returned to the oasis without going through the village, I told Brjiana what I had seen, saying it would be our secret that we will carry within us for life