wartribe

since we moved out from our lovely Island in the Thassa and to the jungles of Ushindi our chances for war have risen, ((the sim is very fast and free of lag)), yet mountainous and with its own wild beauty…

We re mostly in the vicinity of a little fireplace below a large tree as the camp is quite remote and the docks cannot be seen from there. Our tribe has no protection in Ushindi, no walls or a stronghold, but then we were only once raided and are now used to our hidden position...

our hiding is of course promoted by us being the only inhabitants, there are no competing groups and their visitors, so we go unnoticed by many opposing groups. Our hosts, sisters and friends from Sana Askari are not taking part in mainstream gorean battling activities.

Gorean beauty, Gorean collars

There are so many Gorean sims and at times and just to make fun I call the number of sims to be as high as the number of goreans..:)...it is rare for a gorean sim without any event occuring to have more than 10 people present...but EVERY gorean sim I ve seen is so uniquely shaped and so beautifully made that I feel real loss for a sim closing...every day new sims are opened up so full of hopes for a better rp and a truer gorean life. And on walking them you breathe their beauty and you breathe their makers' taste and the love for every beautiful detail. Cities so rich and houses created so lovely, high mountains with waterfalls, deserts and deep dark forests with swamps...every kind of landscape can be found on Gor, so beautifully made. However there are so MANY gorean sims that cannot be entered for roleplay by one or the other party. A Freewoman without companion is threatened with the collar by the rules at times, Talunas are frequently not admitted. A lot of places can only be visited once: A girl on Gor always lives under the threat of a collar and a moment of carelessness can be the end of her freedom. Estimating the number of Kajirae on Gor I believe their percentage is far higher than in the books and it is barely understandable why a city collars more and more women except to promote traffic. There are so many kajirae in some places, kneeling and hoping someone picks them up and gives them a reason to weave their magic of love, to be cared for and to be protected that I see no other reason for it. The submission of a girl is special...she devotes her life to bring love and tenderness, why make her one of a thousand? I truly believe this obsession to collar more and more is a result of greediness without any need. Once collared many girls kneel in remote places and wait and suffer for no one needs them at all and they soon enter 'bored in gored.' It is for this reason that I appeal to the Free population of Gor: THINK before you collar someone! A collar is a commitment! Do you really want to care for her? Do you really want to protect her? Will you take the time and let her weave her love for you and enchant you with sweet dances and tender love in the furs? Do you want to train her and give her tasks to do? It is you who will from now on be responsible for her! Do you feel that call in you? Then collar her! But a collaring just to push a girl down on her knees and then forget her is sad... Larah

TRADE! a good reason against the use of Gorean Meters on your sim. now and then a Sister is captured in a city that is near to impossible to raid without considerable forces and ensuing drama and calling it all invalid or there is simply not much time...in these cases it is a good idea to dress as a FreeWoman of Gor, the symbol of diplomacy. However, according to their role they always have to rely on the honourable behaviour of the gorean world towards her. And I do. I do not wear my bow and feel really helpless, left without option but hoping for the best in negotiations. The last time I did this, I was asked for rp- server goods in brackets...((we only trade for rp server goods!))...which makes me wonder if that can be proper rp...generally rp works without brackets so the question should not come up at all...but it more and more does and it spreads like a disease over gorean- metered gor...over time these items concentrate on the large tribes and groups of course since its them who rarely need them but often get them...trades on the other hand are more frequently needed by the smaller groups since their means to raid are limited...so the meter promotes larger groups on Gor who gain double means to keep their members safe. Groups of this size dominate Gor. However the battles between them are marked by severe lag and not much rp since the battle rages on and on because there are still captives of one or the other side until both sides declare it invalid for whatever reason and everyone walks home. It is this type of Gor the meter privileges. It may be a good reason for using a different Meter as we all want to promote the diversity of Gor that we all like and that is so unique for Gor in SL.

Ushindi!!

a dramatic landscape…a cuddlish camp and a fireplace right at the entrance to sit and meet and talk, the jungles are hot and thriving with the intensity typical for a life on gor, always struggling for survival

a bit confusing for some goreans is the absense of a safezone even for shoppers…however we respect the shoppers as an unwritten policy…they are safe and welcome to join in after having a look at the wares…

now and then someone asks me if Talunas were lesbians, living with so many and so close together...let me ascertain without doubt: WE ARE NOT! the reason for us to band together is the omnipresent threat: every woman on Gor can be collared and enslaved anytime! Talunas defend and fight for their freedom, remember we are smaller and weaker, we can t even successfully wield a gorean sword! We love our freedom, we live together, we hide in the jungles, we comfort each other so far out from the civilized world where we grew up, its just the natural thing to do in an extreme situation like ours!

Sometimes we are confused with the native population that lives in the jungles: We do NOT originate in the jungles, we are from the north as you can easily see by our fair complexion and we do NOT use the language of the jungle population, we speak gorean, as Tarl Cabbot comfirmed in his parchments. Its because we hide, we survive on our own, we are not born here, and yes...we suffer from homesickness...:(...

but now we re happy and thankful...thank you sweet Sas and your Sana Askari for your loving hospitality, thank you for giving us shelter!!! *scratches her head...then checks her fingernails for fleas*...:P~~~~

Due to the absence of the Priest Kings ((Admins)), Vampires, Angels, motorcycle racers and explorers of all kinds enrich the life on gor and are a funny challenge for quick witted goreans…priest kings asleep...*runs a tender hand over a sleeping giant insect- like head..whispers…”dreams, sweet dreams…”…hoping for an air conditioned house with a pool…*

however we are out and about a lot...travelling in swift small sailing boats all across the Thassa…helping out Sisters all over gor…in the Sardar mountains, in Aira, in Midgaard, in Fina and in places I don t remember the name of…

we were scouting out BSI, sending an arrow with a message, we were looking into hidden caves and found the trap of a witch in Aria…

we sparred with Sisters all over Gor and we attended a glorious theatre play in Perrywinkle…

our fireplace is open for all, everyone is welcome, our defense is the density of the jungles, not walls nor traps…its gor…and we SHOUT out our joy for life, our tender love in the huts at night and our beautiful kajirae serving us in unimaginable sweetness…

visiting kajirae from all the Passion sims enrich our storytelling around the nightly fires…sweet life in the jungles…purrrrrrrrrrrrrs…

Larah Oh En of Sa Jerag

Talunas on the run

a tribe is never safe on Gor: SO many things may happen! and Sa Jerag will have to move; living on a palm island far out in the Thassa is lovely and sweet, but resources are scarce, there is no hunting anymore and the verr have left barren ground ...the tribe will have to move on ...and is scouting all over Gor for another part of the jungles to hide in...

above is a picture of the En Larah Oh looking up at her Chieftess, hungry and with a pleading glance...and the Chieftess decided the tribe will move!

I ll keep you up to date on on a possible new place for the tribe.

Larah

Talunas on the warpath!

drumbeats rolling through the jungles of ’Lovers of Gor’! YESSSSSSSSSssss! It was this time of the year when the mighty Chieftess of Sa-Jerag calls for war! masses of Talunas with their fighting slaves and allied Warriors on War- Tarns arrived on the Island….

Even the jungle itself shivered in fear, seeing the grim faces of the seasoned fighters around the fireplace. And the Chieftess unfolded her parchment of Gor, pointing out the positions of the cities and our attacking warriors. Wartarns were unleashed and hot oil bubbled lethally in giant pots over the fires of the tribe…

And the march to the battlefield began! Due to slight misunderstandings of time zones and locations it was the Chieftess herself in front of her army, consisting of then En of the tribe and a pleasure slave who entered battle in Aria.

While the Chieftess shot arrow after arrow at several bystanding enemies, the slave decided it were time to prepare dinner and left…an unlucky arrow hit the chieftess from behind right into the middle of a certain heartshaped ink she wears, but even downed she hissed and bit and clawed! Her En was distracted and surprised by the speed of the unfolding events but ran bravely to her aid when she stumbled over her bow and bit the dust…

So the Chieftess was bound and leashed and taken away into slavery…how sad…her En had more luck though, a kajira who was collecting mushrooms happened to walk by and kicked her ribs, telling her to 'get out of the way and sleep elsewhere on the battlefield' (how unkind!) and the En could crawl away…however on crawling away she even dared to spread her fingers to a Victory- sign!!! YAY! the mushroom that she fell down on was crushed though...pouts...

((here is a pic of the lovely En of Sa Jerag. Only daily sunbathing on the beach and frequent application of fragrant oils will give you this incomparably beautiful even suntan. The sweet ear- pendants are SELFMADE btw!!!!!*smiles proudly*))

While the En laid down in her hut to let her bruised rib being tended for by a kajira and prepared to make a plan to help the Chieftess, the Chieftess herself could sneak out of her captivity due to a chain of lucky circumstances.

She s already making revolutionary new plans for war and we re all looking forward to unimaginably rich loot and fame!

News from far out in the Thassa

The tribes kajirae are quite frequently found in the furs, but whenever they are needed to serve or fetch water they can t be found! After an intensive search the riddle was solved. The pic on the right shows a typical kajira when called to her chores ((note how the girls brown skin and slender arms and legs are a perfect camouflage in the branches of the jungle- tree))

our Physician was promoted and now is an officer in the green caste! Congratulations, Tikvah! The tribe has a new Huntress, she is well acquainted with the bow and I hope she will find a way to be an active tribe member now that she is a Free. Welcome Tina! Our advanced bowfight training was a big success and despite my doubts I learnt quite some new things, like visualizing rendering costs. However we all need to spar frequently and the tribe needs to become a crowd of well fighting individuals that work together as a team in times of raids. There is some training to be done on that, and our location so far out in the Thassa made us lucky enough that the stronghold was not yet put to a test...that may change, Sisters!...smiles evilly!...We are happy for the proud Freewomen of Gor who made Friends with the tribe: You are always welcome, Ladies. The tribe is a retreat from the ever present male dominated world of Gor, but also always in need of defenses. You too will be asked to join in with spars as that is allowed in Cities like Turia and needed when defending the island: I count on you, Ladies!

((On the right you see our Chieftess hunting in the jungles. Note how swiftly she moves through the evergreen forest...It is an unofficial snapshot: On representing the tribe and in her full queenly regalia she is dressed quite differently of course!))


We will have Kajuralia the next weekend, I am already excited to learn what the kajirae will come up with!

Now and then Talunas of Lovers board the ship and venture into Gor, so far we cannot really say that the warpath has been successful in terms of loot. But helping out our Allies from the Tre'sha-Ni has been lots of fun as well!

The boys and girls perform beautifully in their training and are a constant source of pride and joy for the Free.

Our Sister C. boarded a ship with some bamboo- furniture to sell on the mainland and we hope she ll soon be back after a successful trip. Her friend E. ran out of birds to send from afar, we hope she could trap a new dove so we get news from her.

So far, the fireplace and the cave are the most used places on the island, #3 are the wonderful waterfall and the trading post. But even more essential is our homestone: The mountain, looming high over us as a declaration of Sisterhood forever: Sa- Jerag!

Larah Oh, En of Sa Jerag