#OLD TAVERN KEEPER SCI FI FULL#
The En gave me a Huna feather, making me full member of the tribe, not for the usual reason however.
Opting for a safer and more comfortable life than a panther camp.Ī couple of months went by after taking the position the En(Mari) and Tor (like a tribe tutor) came by and said they had a gift for me. I learned their ways but when the chance presented itself to take on a disused tavern I seized it with both hands, abandoning the primitive Panther life. Raised as a tavern keepers daughter in the city, I fled a unsuitable match and was found by a tribe of panthers as a teenager. I then wrote up the beginnings of a backstory for Ava’s presence in the forest: She asked me if I would like to take over running of the tavern, since it was currently without a Keeper, I jumped at the chance.Īt this point in writing this post I had a major case of de-ja-vu and realised I’d written a very similar piece in 2017 for the Gazzette of Gor blog and used that to revise some of this account. So I started spending less time in the camp and more in the dock safe zone.Īfter being in sl gor a few months (approximately November 2016) Mari could see I wasn’t enjoying being a Panther, so she came to me with a proposal. This was a real potential deal breaker for me, I found it a very unpleasant experience. An example of someone “unconscious” in bubble, however this was in a griefing incident (hence the starwars character) So when I say “being led” it was exactly that, no choice in the matter. You can then be bound and led on a leash. Once you have received a number of hits from compatible weapons you’re “unconscious” and your avatar drops to the floor and you are unable to move. I should clarify here that these sims use a combat system called Gor Meter,or GM for short. Somehow an arrow was fired and things escalated rapidly, ending up with both of us bound and being led to his home. I was with another member of the band not far from the camp when a guy turns up, she exchanged some minor insults with him but he appeared to have been leaving. I spent a bit of time there, learning how things ran, until I got in my first fight. I visited a few times over the following weeks and was made a junior member of the tribe. This was the band known as the Sha’Kar Arani tribe, led by a woman named Mari. They seemed very friendly and welcoming (despite the bows and knives they all carried) inviting me into their camp. Women that have fled the male dominated society of Gor in favour of a life in the forests, called so because they often wear skins of the forest panthers. I was introduced to a group of “Panthers”, which I am later to understand as a shortening of “panther girls”. So I grabbed some cheap suitable attire (cringeworthy on reflection) and went along. I was extremely hesitant and wary, the little I had heard of “Gor” wasn’t very positive.
In August 2016 a friend by the name of Empathy persuaded me to come visit a Gorean sim with her.
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