Noah

Noah and me

Noah is a friend and a man from Gor. Well at least he proves Gorean guys can be good looking.

He tp-ed me to the village of Minus, located at the docks. Basically village life is what is roleplayed there. There are guards of Treve, free women, peasants and slaves. Within the village, there is often a lot of roleplay going on. It's a BTB (by the book) sim. 


I found out what I already know that I am a lazy and stubborn girl and not fit for Gorean RP I guess, but I did have fun and took this awesome shot of Noah and me. Nice avi and great person he is (big smile).
Dikke kus
Dido


Noah is wearing:
Outfit: The Mercenary (QD)...vk...
Boots: [DW] Crusader Armour (Black)
Shoulderpiece: .:Gspot:. Kurii Hunter (1fix)
Skin: Bad@zz - Skin - The Notorious - 20, beard
Hair: Kin-Kasey-[Black]
Eye patch: .:.Gspot.:. Eyepatch

Fluffy

I am in a fluffy mood today. It's summer, warm and lot's of friends are away on holiday. Last weekend the school holidays started here so no traffic jams, speeding, mmm (me: loves it!).


I had hoped to visit the Armidi Final Sale early my morning, but nope only received a note from the Warehouse (Mr. London Armidi) with the following info: 


Just a reminder that The Final Sale will be taking place at two private regions, not at Armidi itself.

We'll be making in announcement mid-morning with further details, including landmarks and event time.

Mmm, will have to wait till later meaning it will be crowded, meaning lag lag lag, coz by that time the US is awake too (SLT blergh). Sorry, no new old Armidi stuff to show you.

I went through my wardrobe instead and found a 'summer outfit' fitting my mood.

Wearing:


Top: Cynful Chequered Love white 
Skirt: K*S 136sweet Chocolate, inclusive tights (love them!)
Belt: Kunglers gold
Boots: Surf Couture Elsa Boots white
Arm Bracelets: (part  of) BINA summer kirtle 
Gloves: XTC Shirley Lace 


Skin: League Taylor Sunkiss BlackIce Frex
Hair: Truth Enix Streaked Champagne

Letter from GOR part II

For history see letter from GOR part I 

This week I received another note from my sister Deirdre. It made me feel sad, very sad. Deirdre is very unhappy and above all homeless! Well read yourself I copied and pasted part of her note and some pictures:

better times with my Master in his office in Petra

.... let me explain what happened one night in the Realm of Petra that changed my life and that of my master completely.

There was a meeting scheduled of the council of Petra (the Ubar, the 1st, 2nd sword, the doctor, etc). I was at the infirmary assisting the doctor as there was a slave girl severely wounded. We found her at the beach.   

my master waiting for the meeting to start

Ubar Roman and his slave Rhianne during the meeting

But then suddenly my master summoned me to come, as all slaves could be present at the meeting, by rule of the Ubar. We slaves could attend but only listen. I was thrilled. I went there with my sisters. It was a strange meeting in which the Ubar outlined his plans for the Realm of Petra, telling us all he wanted  babies to be born in the city....

He ordered us all to follow him to a new altar for sacrifice. We had no idea what was happening, he did not enfold his plan but we all followed.

 the altar ... 

Deirdre kneeling and another slave girl lying on the altar

The Ubar took a slave girl and layed her down on the sacrifice altar and after a while I was told to come and sit down on a pose ball. I did as I was told but after a little while (lag was killing me) noticed I was on a sex ball which made me fist fuck the slave girl. Arghhhh.... immediately I jumped to my feet. My Master was mad too as the Ubar did not inform him. After all I am his property and he demands to know upfront. He was mad as hell. I washed my hands in the pool, I felt dirty and furious, almost exploded.

Any way after this incident my Master and me we rushed home. The other day my Master wrote an extensive note to the Ubar. Meanwhile my Master taught me how to use the sword. Now THAT was great fun. I felt great, respected and equal.

in the arena

my master taught me to use the sword, great fun

However, that did not last for long coz my Master was thrown out of Petra and following him meant we are homeless now dear sister.

My Master is looking for another place for us to stay in Gor. Well I hope he is as I have not spoken to him for a couple of days. No idea where he is.

Sis I feel so lonely, abandonned and miserable. Please help me, can you please ......

This is where here note ended. I worry like hell ever since I read it. OMG what is happening to my sister. Keep you informed.

Dikke kus

Dido