We have a new FW in the camp, Myanka. She has been very well received into her Home and is is very happy, as we are to have her.

Mistress Noelle mentions she is pleased to see us all pull together so well under the changes that have occured.

Master Kalitharus mentions that Kassar Rarii have to be on guard at all time. The least mistake can lead to disaster. This one sees that the camp is well gaurded by the Fine Masters of Kassar, feeling safe within her happy home.

Many new slaves have begged kolars this week in Kassar. kirei-na hopes they find what they seek, Kassar being the best home on Gor.

sisters are working together in the training program as per the Ubar's instructions to see that all remain updated and everyone is getting the same training -- another one of Kassar's many wonderful reasons to be a part of this Home.

Lots of rain lately in Kassar has caused the lake to raise. The Ubar is watching that closely.

my Master, Master Damien, is going thru a special ritual this week, obtaining the courage scar.

courage scar(noun: A facial marking of the warrior of the Wagon Peoples. This scar is the first one applied and without it no other scars can be applied. Each scar is placed by members of the Clan of Scar Makers.

This can be read by each tribe of the Wagon Peoples as easily as one reads a newspaper. Each scar represents a act of courage and honor in the wearer's life. The Courage Scar is the highest and most important.(Nomads of Gor, pages 15-16, 68, and 343)

I was looking on the faces of four men, warriors of the Wagon Peoples. On the face of each there were, almost like corded chevrons, brightly colored scars. the vivid coloring and intensity of these scars, their prominence, reminded me of the hideous markings on the faces of Mandrills; But these disfigurements, as I soon recognized, were cultural, not congenital, and bespoke not of natural innocence of the work of genes but of glories, and status, the arrogance the prides, of their bearers. The scars had been worked into the faces, with needles and knives and pigments and the dung of bosk over the period of days and nights. Men had died in the fixing of such scars. Most scars were set in pairs, moving diagonally down from the side of the head toward the nose and chin. The faces of the men I saw were all scarred differently, but each was scarred. I recalled what I had heard whispered of once before, in a tavern of Ar, the terrible Scar Codes of the Wagon Peoples, for each of the hideous marks on the face of these men had meaning, a significance that could be read by the Paravaci, the Kassars, the Katsii, the Tuchuks, as clearly as you or I might read a sign in a window or a sentence in a book. At that time I could read only the top scar, the red, bright, fierce cordlike scar that was the courage Scar. It is always the highest scar on the face. Indeed, without that scar, no other scar can be granted. The wagon peoples value courage above all else. Each of the men facing me wore that scar. {Nomads of Gor, page 16)