Wanderings of a Sailor of Gor

     This Gorean Fan Fiction was generated using MetaAI.  Please note that the Gorean Saga is a fictional series, and its world,  customs, and values may not align with modern societal standards or moral principles. Gor is Copyrighted by John Norman   Dark Cloud on the Horizon: A War Story of Gor   By Arealius, Scribe of Port Olni Arealius's wrinkled hands shuffled through the yellowed parchments, his eyes scanning the faded ink as memories flooded back. He sat in his dimly lit study, surrounded by shelves of worn scrolls and the faint scent of sandalwood. The villa's tranquil gardens, once a haven for contemplation, now seemed a distant echo of the bustling streets of Port Olni. As he sifted through his notes, a particular passage caught his eye. It was from his apprenticeship days, his first foreign trip as aide to Lady Sela Montgomery, the Port Kar Ambassador at large. He recalled the weight of responsibility, the thrill of the unknown, and the intr...

    This Gorean Fan Fiction was written by Panner the Poet of Port Olni.  Please note that the Gorean Saga is a fictional series, and its world,  customs, and values may not align with modern societal standards or moral principles. Gor is Copyrighted by John Norman                                      The Painted Lady Her gloves were never removed from her hands. Most thought her a haughty high caste. Whispered rumors said she owned foreign lands, With wealth illegally amassed. Her hair coiled high like a beekeeper's dream, Six veils well secured in their place. In dulcet voice she would whisper and scheme. Folks said no man had seen her face. A body guard always walked by her side, And kept the odd gawkers at bay. What they did not know was each night she cried, For a love that had flown away. After her merchant affairs were all done, She would sit in her pr...

   This Gorean Fan Fiction was generated using MetaAI.  Please note that the Gorean Saga is a fictional series, and its world,  customs, and values may not align with modern societal standards or moral principles. Gor is Copyrighted by John Norman   The River War: Battle of Turmus By Arealius the Sailor, Scribe of Port Olni. I sat in the dimly lit tavern, nursing a mug of ale as the flames danced in the hearth. The city of Turmus had changed much since I'd first set foot in its streets, decades ago. I'd lived a lifetime since then, and the memories of that day still lingered, etched in my mind like the scars on my weathered skin. As I gazed into the fire, the faces of the past rose up, their voices echoing in my mind. I remembered the day I'd arrived in Turmus, a young man with a scribe's training and a Rencer's instincts. Juicy, my beautiful red-haired kajira, had been by my side, her spirit and determination inspiring me to keep going. We'd been working on the...