Welcome to the City of Talmont


This is a Gorean Home based on the novels of John Norman. When you enter our home it is expected that you will use a fair amount of common sense, display knowledge of Gor and be willing to learn and grow.

This home is intended to offer you an opportunity to enjoy the beauty, savagery and culture that is Gor.

Guest rules are simple:

  • Behave with honor. In this way you will gain the respect of the room members.
  • The fact that you present yourself as free or as a slave does not qualify you as a Master, Mistress or slave. Prove through your actions what you are.
  • As a visitor to the City of Talmont it is expected that you will have a name.
  • Messengers are requested to wear their name along with a "Yellow Sashed Messenger" tag.
  • You are encouraged to observe as long as you wish before interacting in the room. However, once you start interacting you lose the observer status.
  • Visiting slaves are encouraged to interract in the home, serve, do chores etc. However, we ask that in the spirit of Gor you do so wearing a {CoT} collar. The {CoT} collar DOES NOT INDICATE OWNERSHIP to a specific individual nor to the city. It is in recognition of the fact that wandering, uncollared slaves did not exist in Gor and an attempt to create realism within the home. Slaves collared to the city will be placed in {Talmont} collars to denote the difference between City-owned and slaves that would otherwise be uncollared. This allows for interaction from those who wish to visit and participate as slaves in the home, without fear of being forced into a collar, or being singled out for being bare necked.


"I gazed down upon the city. In such places came together the complexities and the poverties, the elementalities and the richnesses of the worlds. In such places were to be found the rare, precious habitats of culture, the astonishing, moving delights of art and music, the truths of theater and literature, the glories and allegories of architecture, bespeaking the meanings of peoples, man-made symbols like mountain ranges; in them, too, were to be found iron and silver, and gold and steel, the chairs of finance and the thrones of power. I gazed at the shining city. How startling it seemed. Such places were like magnets to man; they call to him like gilded sirens; they lure him inward to their dazzling wonders, bewitching him with their often so meretricious whispered promises; they were symbols of races. In them were fortunes to be sought, and fortunes to be won, and fortunes to be lost; in them there were crowds, and loneliness; in them success trod the same pavements as failure; in their plazas hope jostled with despair, and meaning ate at the same table with meaningless. In such places were perhaps the best and worst that man could do, his past and future, his pain and pleasure, his darkness and light, come together in a single focus." (Mercenaries of Gor, p.256-257)

"For the Gorean, though he seldom speaks of these things, a city is more than brick and marble, cylinders and bridges. It is not simply a place, a geographical location in which men have seen fit to build their dwellings, a collection of structures where they may most conveniently conduct their affairs." (Outlaw of Gor, p.22)

"For them a city is almost a living thing, or more than a living thing. It is an entity with a history, as stones and rivers do not have history; it is an entity with a tradition, a heritage, customs, practices, character, intentions, hopes. When a Gorean says, for example, that he is "of" Ar, or Ko-ro-ba, he is doing a great deal more than informing you of his place of residence." (Outlaw of Gor, p.22)