Newsletter. Year 1. Issue No. 3
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Tal everybody,
This has been a very busy and strange week, many things have happened in the port and I bring you a brief review of them I hope you will find interesting and funny.
I'd just like to remember you that what happens to you is important, so is there something that has happened recently you think should be published, a story, an announcement, a message, a poem or reflexion, please feel free to contact me to get it published or leave a message in the mailbox at my house.
Lady Lajusa
Kamba Scribe
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MERCHANT FAIR AT KAMBA
On Friday the 22nd a Merchant Fair was hold at the port.
Merchants and people came from distant cities bringing their goods and displaying them in stalls placed all around the court yard. A festive ambient could be felt all around as people passed the stalls looking at the goodies the merchants were offering, free, slaves and even the Zima we walking down the streets enjoying the fair.
Suddenly, one of the beautiful slaves of the Zima, a red haired girl, started dancing in the middle of the court yard, causing everybody to stop and look at her mastery and I'm sure more than one felt envy of the girl huntress mistress.
Below you will find a full description of the captivating dance of the Zima slave girl named Raven.
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... A Naked slave stands and slowly trails her hands high above her head and releases the rope within her hands catching the edge. The long golden rope falls swiftly and runs down the whole length of her body. her eyes are closed and her breaths seem slow and steady as if in a trance, her body starts to sway softly to the beat of the music, her hips winding, her eyes still shut, her face tilted toward the skies....
..She rolls the rope around her wrists almost lovingly as she turns and sways, her eyes shut, she lets the strands tickle her flesh and she opens her lips lightly to let out a small moan...
.. She lifts up her wrists, upward and binded, sliding her hips, swaying softly to her huntress, offering her binds almost lovingly as she drops to her knees still swaying as if her body were on fire while leashed...
... Long red tresses, tangle and strewn everywhere as she writhes upon the cold cobblestones, pressing her body onto the cold ground itself as if it would stop the ragging fire within her. She spreads her body upon them and rubs the tips of her throbbing nipples against the hard grain of the coble stones
...Her eyes beg and plead and she slides forth and head lowered slides forward toward her feet handing running upwards over her thighs eyes lowered as she lifts up her wrists together begging to be bound to her once more ..time stops as her eyes plead.. her tight hand on her leash...
... She looks up, fire lighting up in the depths of her eyes once more. She goes on all four and sensuously slides on all four like a cat playful at his feet, head lowered dragging her knees in the dirt. Lowering her body, brushing her nipples onto ground then sliding forward, gliding upward once more, her hands sliding together and offering them wrists forward to her huntress
... she whimpers feeling tired, her arms ache, sweat beads on brow, breathing heavily she stops dancing and snuggles her huntress...
Special Thanks to Raven (Tsola Bade) for letting me share her dance with you.
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WHAT THE WIND BLEW IN
As you all know, we scribes are not the most interesting people around, most of the time we are just writing endless scrolls or lost in our thoughts, and that's exactly what I was doing when I find a lost merchant walking trough the city streets. I greeted and him and he asked me why the market seemed so empty. I told him it was because the fair was over and he felt sorry for not being able to arrive earlier due to the oceans roughness and display the silk shipment he was expecting to trade for tea.
He then said he should prepare to ship back to Tyros, but I suggested him to stay for a while and try to sell his silk here as we are a trading port always filled with merchants from distant places. He then offered to show me his silks,and I accepted, but not because I wear silks, but because I thought I'd be nice for some of our ports slaves to cover up a bit more.
When we arrived to the docks, no ship was there. I thought then that this man, named Swoop was playing some kind of game and I even imagined myself being kidnapped and sold, when I saw him running to the edge of the docks.
In the distance, floating over the sea, a ship was slowly disappearing in the horizon. Swoop stood still there for a moment and then sat down with his head in his hands. I patted his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him from loosing everything, and told him maybe this was a destiny's trick as we were in the need of more traders in our port.
After making him feel better by telling the advantages of living here and warning him about out neighbors, the Zima, I introduced him to Baron, who welcomed him, and while we were talking diamond came bringing a slave girl who was all wet. She told us the girl had fallen into the river and was looking for her master, who turned out to be Swoop, who was glad the girl was able to escape the ship before it sailed away.
Diamond then offered to help the girl dry up, and in the meantime Baron take Swoop to set him a desk in the Trading Post.
So this is the tale of our newest citizens, if you see them around, please welcome them and make them feel home.
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THE BARBARIAN GIRL
I was writing at my brand new desk at the City Hall kindly installed and equipped by our Harbor master and mistress and I was able to listen to the music and laughing coming from the court yard. As I had been doing paperwork for several hours then, I decided to take a break and go there to enjoy the music and chatter for a while.
When I arrived I was surprised to see many of our citizens and many panthers as well packed in the court yard and they all seemed very interesting in what a strange looking woman was saying.
She said she was a traveler from a "distant land" of "civilized" people. The sharp Zima deduced then she came from Earth, so they ask her who her protector was in Gor and she answered she didn't had any. The Zima were almost ready to jump over her and take her when she said that, but they waited a bit more until the Earth girl said she was a singer in her land and started howling literally.
The Zima trying to stop her "singing" started chasing her with her bows and she ran trough the city streets, being captured in the end. She struggled hard, complaining and yelling all the time they weren't allow to bind her. The Zima just ignored her complains and took her away.
This scribe knows nothing of what happened to the barbarian girl after the Zima disappeared into the woods carrying her with them.
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OUTPOST WAIFS
In order to an Outpost Waif to become a private slave a request must be done to Lady Fawn or Lady Ro to grant the permission as slavers and kennel mistresses are the only ones with access to Outpost Waifs collars.
PLACES TO HIDE
Everybody MUST know the places to hide in case of a raid. If you don't know them, please ask , Lady Ro, Lady Nariko, or Baron.
SLAVE OWNERS
Privates slaves are listed here as so, but if you want your name as owner to appear here as well, please send me a scroll with your name and the name of the slaves you own.
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HOUSING
Now the port is ours there are many houses available, so please look around and choose the one you like except the two story ones which need to be split into two. After selecting your home, please place an online indicator.
GROUP
In order to receive notices and be able to open city gates, all players must join the Kamba Roleplayers group.
GROUP FLAGS
When finding a flag placed by another group please take a screenshot showing as much of it as it can be seen. This flags left by groups indicate coming attacks, so we need to know which group left them to be prepared. Please send the screenshot to Lady Ro, Lady Nariko or Baron.
LEAVING GROUP FLAGS
Whenever you are traveling throughout Gor, you can leave one of our flags so they know someone visited them.
Just wear the hud sent previously through group notice and click it for a flag to appear.
Leave it preferably in places you know do not outnumber us, or we will have troubles. Have fun!
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If you have a love message, a hate message, any message or want to advertise something you sell or buy, this is the place to do it, so please send me an IM or a NC with your message to get it published for next issue.
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