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       Brand of the North
       By: Chrysilla Date: January 10, 2014, 9:19 am
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       The bondmaids of Torvaldsland are girls who know their position
       in life and are greatly different from the "silk girls of the
       south".She was a large breasted woman. The men of Torvaldsland
       are fond of such women.
       Marauder of Gor p 44.
       "She was blond; she was barefoot; she wore an ankle-length
       white kirtle, of white wool,sleeveless, split to her belly.
       About her neck I could see a dark ring."
       Marauders of Gor, pg.81
       "I saw people running down the sloping green land, toward the
       water. Several came from within the palisade. Among them, white
       kirtled, collared, excited, ran bond-maids. These, upon the
       arrival of their master, are permitted to greet him. The men of
       the north enjoy the bright eyes, the leaping bodies, the
       squealing, the greetings of their bond-maids."
       Marauders of Gor, pg. 82
       "The brand used by Forkbeard, found rather frequently in the
       north, consisted of a half circle, with at its right tip,
       adjoining it, a steep, diagonal line. The half circle is about
       an inch and a quarter in width, and the diagonal line about an
       inch and a quarter in height. The brand is, like many, symbolic.
       In the north, the bond-maid is sometimes referred to as a woman
       whose belly lies beneath the sword."
       Marauders of Gor, pg. 87
       Thyri, and other bond-maids, leaped and clapped their hands.
       How alive and vital they seemed!Their hair was loose, in the
       fashion of bond-maids. Their eyes shone; their cheeks were
       flushed; each inch of them, each marvelous, imbonded inch of
       them, was incredibly alive and beautiful . How incredibly
       feminine they were, so living and uninhibited and delightful, so
       utterly fresh, so free, so spontaneous, so open in their
       emotions and the movements of their bodies; they now moved and
       laughed and walked, and stood, as women,pride was not permitted
       them; joy was. Only a kirtle of thin, white wool, split to the
       belly,stood between their beauty and the leather of their
       masters.
       Marauders of Gor, page 100
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