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Kanda
By: Oreo Date: February 7, 2014, 7:55 pm
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Will Only be given by a Free of the Home
"On the twentieth day of the siege there was great rejoicing in
the camp of Pa Kur, because in one place the wires had been cut
and a squad of spearmen had reached the main siege reservoir,
emptying their barrels of toxic kanda, a lethal poison extracted
from one of Gor's desert shrubs." Tarnsman of Gor,
"It was a throwing knife, of a sort used in Ar, much smaller
than the southern quiva, and tapered on only one side. It was a
knife designed for killing. Mixed with the blood and fluids of
the body there was a smear of white at the end of the steel, the
softened residue of a glaze of kanda paste, now melted by body
heat, which had coated the tip of the blade. On the hilt of the
dagger, curling about it, was the legend, 'I have sought him. I
have found him.' It was a killing knife. 'The Caste of
Assassins?' I had asked. 'Unlikely,' had said the Older Tarl,
'for Assassins are commonly too proud for poison.'" Assassin of
Gor
The leaves were chewed on but not swallowed as an addictive
drug. There was no healing associated with this plant. Most
Common on the South
"It was Saphrar of Turia," said Kamchak to me, "who first
introduced Kutaituchik to the strings of kanda." He added, 'it
was twice he killed my father."
"Why is it," I asked Harold, "that he spared Turia?"
"His mother was Turian," said Harold.
I stopped. "Did you not know?" asked Harold.
I shook my head. "No," I said. "I did not know."
"It was after her death," said Harold, "that Kutatuchik first
tasted the rolled strings of kanda." Nomads of Gor
"Kutaituchik lifted his head and regarded us, his eyes seemed
sleepy, he was bald save for a black knot of hair that emerged
from the back of his shaven skull, he was a broad backed man,
with small legs, his eyes bore the epicanthic fold, his skin was
tinged a yellowish brown, though he was stripped to the waist,
there was about his shoulders a rich, ornamented robe of red
bosk, bordered with jewels about his neck, on a chain decorated
with sleen teeth, there hung a golden medallion, bearing the
sigh of the four bosk horns, he wore furred boots, wide leather
trousers and a red sash, in which was thrust a quiva. Beside
him, colied, perhaps as a symbol of power, lay a bosk whip.
Kutaituchik absently reached into a small golden box near his
right knee and drew out a string of rolled kanda leaf. The roots
of the kanda plant, which grows largely in the desert regions of
Gor, are extremely toxic, but, surprisingly, the rolled leaves
of this plant, which are relatively innocuous, are formed into
strings and, chewed or sucked, are much favoured by many
Goreans, particularly in the southern hemisphere, where the leaf
is more abundant."
"Nomads of Gor" page 43
"And, yet I was sad as I looked upon him , for I sensed that for
this man there could no longer be the saddle of the kaiila, the
whirling of the rope and bola and the hunt of war. Now, from the
right side of his mouth, thin, black and wet there emerged a
string of chewed kanda, a quarter of an inch at a time, slowly.
The drooping eyes, glazed, regarded us. For him there could no
longer be the swift races across the frozen prarie, the meetings
in arms, even the dancing to the sky about a fire of bosk dung."
"Nomads of Gor" page 43
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