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"I then rose to my feet and walked a few yards away, to a fan palm. From the base of one of its broad leaves I gathered a double handful of fresh water. I retuned to the girl and, carefully, washed out the wound. She winced. I then cut some leaves and wrapped them about it. I tied shut some leaves and wrapped them about it. I tied shut this simple bandage with the tendrils of a carpet plant." Book 13, Explorers of Gor, page 347
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"I set her down on a bed of green clover. Beyond it, some hundred yards away, I could see the border of a yellow field of Sa-Tarna and a yellow thicket of Ka-la-na trees." Book 1, Tarnsman of Gor, page 96
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--In Saphrar's Pleasure Gardens -- Book 4, Nomads of Gor, page ??
"...In a secluded place, among the planted grasses and ferns, sheltered from view, I had lifted Nela from the pool and placed her on a large piece of orange toweling on the grass, near which I had left my clothes and pouch. ..." Book 5, Assassin of Gor, page 163 ~才
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"On the twentieth day of the siege there was great rejoicing in the camp of Pa-Kur, because in one place the wires had been cut and a squad of spearmen had reached the main siege reservoir, emptying their barrels of toxic kanda, a lethal poison extracted from one of Gor's desert shrubs." Book 1, Tarnsman of Gor, page 179
"Most was I surprised to find him holding a tiny, round pipe from which curled a bright wisp of smoke. Tobacco is unknown on Gor, though there are certain vices or habits to take its place, in particular the stimulation afforded by chewing on the leaves of the Kanda plant, the roots of which, oddly enough, when ground and dried, constitute an extremely deadly poison." Book 3, Priest-Kings of Gor, page 24 ~才
"Kutaituchik absently reached into a small golden box near his right knee and drew out a strong of rolled kanda leaf. Book 4, Nomads of Gor, page 43 ~才
"Now from the right side of his mouth, thin, black and wet, there emerged the chewed string of kanda, a quarter of an inch at a time, slowly." Book 4, Nomads of Gor, page 44 ~才
"It was Saphrar of Turia," said Kamchak to me, "who first introduced Kutaituchik to the strings of kanda." He added, 'it was twice he killed my father." Book 4, Nomads of Gor, page 322
"It was a throwing knife, of a sort used in Ar, much smaller than the southern quiva, and tapered on only one side. It was a knife designed for killing. Mixed with the blood and fluids of the body there was a smear of white at the end of the steel, the softened residue of a glaze of kanda paste, now melted by body heat, which had coated the tip of the blade. On the hilt of the dagger, curling about it, was the legend, 'I have sought him. I have found him.' It was a killing knife. Book 5, Assassin of Gor, page 42 ~才
" 'The bolts,' said the man, indicating the missiles at rest in the guides of the weapons, 'are tipped with kanda. The slightest scratch from them will finish you.' Book 12, Beasts of Gor, page 141 ~才
"I found a comb on a nearby vanity. Sheathing my knife and holding her by the back of the neck with my left hand I swiftly, but with some care, combed out her hair. Book 12, Beasts of Gor, page 404 ~才
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"Once I shouted in pain. Two fangs had struck into me calf. An ost, I thought! But the fangs held fast, and I heard the popping, sucking sound of the bladderlike seed pods of a leech plant, as they expanded and contracted like small ugly lungs. I reached down and jerked the plant from the soil at the side of the road. It writhed in my hand like a snake, its pods gasping. I jerked the two fanglike thorns from my leg. The leech plant strikes like a cobra, and fastens two hollow thorns into its victim. The chemical responses of the bladderlike pods produce a mechanical pumping action, and the blood is sucked into the plant to nourish it. ... Book 2, Outlaw of Gor, pages 33 - 34
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"Another useful source of water is the liana vine. One makes the first cut high, over one's head, to keep the water from being withdrawn by contraction and surface adhesion up the vine. The second cut, made a foot or so from the ground, gives a vine tube which, drained, yields in the neighborhood of a liter of water." Book 13, Explorers of Gor, page 310
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"The drover threw back the hood of his burnoose, and pulled down the veil about his face. Beneath the burnoose he wore a skullcap. The rep-cloth veil was red; it had been soaked in a primitive dye, mixed from water and the mashed roots of the telekint; when he perspired, it had run; his face was stained." Book 10, Tribesmen of Gor, page 83
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" Besides the trees there were numerous shrubs and plantings, almost all flowered, sometimes fantastically; among the trees and the colored grasses there wound curved, shaded walks. " Book 4, Nomads of Gor, pages 217 - 218 ~才
"Here and there I could hear the rowing of water, from miniature artificial waterfalls and fountains. From where I sat I could see two lovely pools, in which lotuslike plants floated; one of the pools was large enough for swimming; the other, I supposed, was stocked with tiny, bright fish from the various seas and lakes of Gor." Book 4, Nomads of Gor, page 218 ~才
"I could see the three moons of Gor reflected in its surgace. They were beautiful shining among the green and white blossoms on the water." Book 4, Nomads of Gor, page 218 ~才
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"I would allow Vika to share the great stone couch, its sleeping pelts, and silken sheets. Book 3, Priest-Kings of Gor, page 67 ~才
"I saw her eyes wild with fear for a moment above the rep-cloth veil and she had sped past me. Book 4, Nomads of Gor, page 1 ~才
"On river barges, for hundreds of pasangs, I had made my way down the Vosk, but where the mighty Vosk began to break apart and spread into its hundreds of shallow, constantly shifting channels, becoming lost in the vast tidal marshes of its delta, moving toward gleaming Thassa, the Sea, I had abandoned the barges, purchasing from rence growers on the eastern periphery of the delta supplies and the small rush craft which I now propelled through the rushes and sedge, the wild rence plants. Book 6, Raiders of Gor, page 5
"I was not particularly surprised at finding a bit of rep-cloth tied on the rence plant, for the delta is inhabited. Man has not surrendered it entirely to the tharlarion, the UI and the salt leach. There are scattered, almost invisible, furtive communites of rence growers who eke out their livelihood in the delta, nominally under the surzerainty of Port Kar. The cloth I found had probably been a trail mark for some rence growers." Book 6, Raiders of Gor, page 6
"Rep is a whitish fibrous matter found in the seed pods of a small, reddish, woody bush, commercially grown in several areas, but particularly below Ar and above the equator; the cheap rep-cloth is woven in mills, commonly, in various cities; it takes dyes well and, being cheap and strong, is popular, particularly among the lower castes." Book 6, Raiders of Gor, pages 10 - 11
"To the oases caravans bring various goods, for example, rep-cloth, Book 10, Tribesmen of Gor, page 37 ~才
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"I did not know at the time but Gur is a product originally secreted by large, grey, domesticated, hemispheric arthropods which are, in the morning, taken out to pasture where they feed on special Sim plants, extensive, rambling, tangled vine-like plants with huge, rolling leaves raised under square energy lamps fixed in the ceilings of the broad pasture chambers, and at night are returned to their stable cells where they are milked by Muls. The special Gur used on the Feast of Tola is, in the ancient fashion, kept for weeks in the social stomachs of specially chosen Priest-Kings to mellow and reach the exact flavour and consistency desired, which Priest-Kings are then spoken of as retaining Gur." Book 3, Priest-Kings of Gor, pages 214 - 215 ~才
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"Then he began to fumble with the wallet which was slung from his belt, and removed a plastic envelope. I watched him closely, following every move. A frown crossed my face as I saw him take a pinch of tobacco from the bag and refill his pipe. Then he fumbled about a bit more and emerged with a narrow cylindrical, silverish obect. For an instant it seemed to point at me. I lifted my shield. 'Please, Cabot!' said Parp, with something of impatience, and used the silverish object to light his pipe." Book 3, Priest-Kings of Gor, page 28
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