Kassar. It is Their lands You now tread upon. It is Their customs, ways, and laws, You must now bow down to.
You have traveled many pasangs of hostile territory to find them. Your body is tired from such an arduous trek. Your kailla stands yet upon its last legs. The City of Dust might arrive sooner then you hoped. The ground begins to tremble beneath Your feet. A dust cloud forms on the horizon before You. Your kaillas nostrils flair as it catches the scent of whatever evil draws near. The cloud grows closer and closer. The trembling ground vibrates more and more, harder and harder.
Finally, the thunderous hooves of thousands of Bosk is heard, like the rolling of thunder. Moving quickly Your way as You stand upon their path. Glimpses of the wild savages are caught amongst the cloud of dust. Surely this will be Your final stand. At what seems to be the last possible ihn, they turn. Around and around in a circle they are turned. Until finally they come to a halt. Each great beast now milling around eating of the grasses. Upon their hides there is a brand. A brand that sends cold terror along Your spine. The sign of the yellow bow facing left, upon a black lance.
You have found Them. Or have They found You? The mighty Kassar wagons now come into view. Each pulled by two rows of four bosk each. The biggest and most colorful of the wagons, rests upon a knoll. Making itself stand out as if to dare an attack upon. The rest forms streets between the wagons. An outer ring and inner ring are the only circles.
As You have been watching in awe of These great Warriors of the plains, You missed the approach of three Men. Three lances lowered, now aimed at Your heart. Each held by a skilled and deadly Kassar Warrior. A red scar adorns the top of each cheek per Man. It is the courage scar. You have heard enough about Them to know its meaning. Your knees want to buckle. Your body ready to flee. Your feeling as if in a cold sweat.
You stand Your ground, even though You know it may be Your last breath. You await the final charge. A charge that never seems to come. Knowing that at this moment You are now on borrowed time. Time the kassar may do with of Their Own choosing. Finally, after an eternity of waiting, One speaks to You in a gruff manner. ' State Your business amongst the Kassar, or die where You stand! '
Welcome to the Red Shield Wagon Camp of Kassar. You must be at least 18 years of age to join. This is Gor. If you have issues with scenes containing violence or sexual theme, do not enter. This is for fun. Those gathered within have no use for pettiness or jealousy. So keep the real time BS out! Lets enjoy Gor as only roleplay can provide.
At this time, this Camp is a MEMBERS ONLY Kill/Capture/Collar Zone.
Should You be caught doing any of the above mentioned,
You will be booted from the Room.
- Assassins are NOT recognized in this camp, they may NOT hunt here, however if You are just looking for some rp You are welcome to come in cloaked.
- In order to Kill, Raid, or Capture someone upon kassar territory, there
MUST be no less then TWO (2) Free Men present in camp.
At this time We are ONLY accepting Raids for fun. Such as slaves of another camp raiding for candy. No serious raids will be accepted until Our camp has grown and is better able to protect itself.
Make sure to read the website rules on Raids and Combat.
-- Room Rules --
Ignorance is NOT an excuse
Read the rules before entering
- Visiting Free Men are welcome. Weapons may be retained if You are entering this camp in peace. Remember, absolutely
NO attacks, raids or captures will be accepted nor recognized unless at least (2) Men of THIS camp are present. Please follow Our rules as You would follow Your Own Home rules.
Free Women are welcome with an escort. The escort can be NPC as long as it is LISTED in Your tags. Though You are not expected to wear veils while in this Camp, You ARE expected to follow Our rules, as well as to act the proper Free Woman. We will NOT hesitate to collar unruly Free Women.
Visiting slaves who have NOT been given permission to visit by an agreement set with their Master and the Ubar here, enter at their OWN risk. Slaves did NOT travel through Gor unescorted. However, if your Home has either a treaty or alliance with Ours, you may enter freely provided you follow the Camp rules. All visiting girls will be expected to serve refreshment while in Our camp. Any slave who enters without a collar will be subject to caging and/or collaring. Barbarians WILL be collared on sight.
All new Free Men, Free Women, or slaves to Gor MUST place the ~o ~O {observer} tag behind T/their name. If Y/you do not have it, then We will assume that Y/you understand fully the concept of Gor. It is a requirement to wear the tag if Y/you have questions. We are a newbie friendly room, and welcome questions as long as they do not disrupt the roleplay.
Absolutely NO slave either Camp or Personally Owned may be PMd in Camp without their Owners express permission. Should you PM a slave they will immediately post the PM into the room. Allowing one of the Free to handle the problem. Should no Free be present it will be copy and pasted to mail for their Owner to read and handle. You can save yourself a lot of embarrassment by remembering this simple rule.
All Messengers must bear the yellow slash in their name as well as who they are bringing the message to. Without the messenger tags you WILL be ignored, and considered to be disrupting the rp within the room. OOC messages do not constitute as IC messages. That is what ICQ, MSN, YIM and other messengers are for. Keep your OOC out of Our camp.
Example Tags
Jena
- Yellow Slashed Messenger -
Here for Ubar
-- The Final Rule --
The Ubars word is LAW, meaning what He says, goes.Gioco Di Ruolo
Ubar of Kassar
