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Helmsmouth Cove

Helmsmouth Cove Located north of Hammersgaard nestled on the coast of Gor..south of the Green Cliffs Inlet. a small village located along the main sea trading route this deep water cove is often used as a trading port stop by Torvaldslanders as they trade with their more southern neighbors. Helmsmouth Cove was founded in the year 1031 in the calendars of the Rune-Priests of the North, the keepers of the calendars of Torvaldsland. This year being the same as 10,147 C.A., or Contasta Ar, from the founding of Ar.Many of those of Helmsmouth Cove can trace Their lines back to great heros of old,such as Ivar Forkbeard or some even to the creation of the Torvald River! The village may be young in its creation, but the Men of Helmsmouth Cove are old Goreans in Their hearts, stepped in the rich traditions and lifestyles of gorean life.

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Many of them were giants, huge men, inured to the cold, accustomed to war and the labor of the oar,raised from boyhood on steep, isolated farms near the sea, grown strong and hard on work, and meat and cereals. Such men, from boyhood, in harsh games had learned to run,to leap, to throw the spear, to wield the sword, to wield the axe, to stand against steel, even bloodied, unflinching. Such men, these would be the hardest of the hard, for only the largest, the swiftest and finest might win for themselves a bench on the ship of a captain, and the man great enough to command such as they must be first and mightiest among them,.... Marauders of Gor, p 38


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In the northern villages, and in the forest towns, and northward on the coast the woman do not veil themselves, as is common in the cities to the south. Marauders of Gor, p 25.


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She stood very still, facing the couch, at its foot. She was a bond-maid. She was property. She was owned. "Force me," she whispered. Bond-maids know they are chattel, and relish being treated as such. Deep in the belly, too, of every female is a desire, more ancient than the caves, to be forced to yield to the ruthless domination of a magnificent , uncompromising male, a master; deep with in them they all wish to submit, vulnerably and completely, nude, to such a beast. Marauders of Gor, p.136


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