Scavenger Hunt
This contest will run the week prior to the festival Monday July 23rd through midnight on Thursday July 26. On Monday morning a list of items will be posted on the GS message board that you will need to search for. You'll need to obtain the items from other Gorean chat sites. You may use just one room from a chat site with multiple rooms.
You will need to cut and paste and save the posts. Once you get the item from the site, you invite them to come to the festival. Email your results to: festivalgs@hotmail.com

Sparring Tournament
Fights will be scheduled through out the week. Send an E mail expressing your interest and availability. Rules and format TBA shortly.
festivalgs@hotmail.com

Friday: 4:00PM Opening of the Festival
Scavenger hunt winner announced.

Followed by slave and FW dancing also poems and songs recited

Friday night Sparring Contest

7:00PM Name the slaves
4 or 5 slaves are chosen to enter the Tavern using the names Slave A, Slave B, Slave C, Slave D, Slave E. They each serve a drink to someone.

When they are done the Free try and guess who each slave was.

Followed by more slave and FW dancing.


8:30PM Slave Meat Toss Contest

The bosk will be soaked in kalana.
The most creative players, with at least three posts each.
It will be played out as done in the below quotes from the books by John Norman:

"Lana, Ute and I knelt in a line, facing the players. Our hands were bound behind our backs with binding fiber.
The men, wagering, tossed us pieces of meat.
We caught them, in the firelight. A catch was two points. A piece which was dropped was fair game for any. We fought for the dropped pieces. The retrieval of such a piece was one point. Ute dropped a piece and Lana and I fought, each holding to a part of the fallen prize, rolling and tearing. I struggled back to my knees, tearing my head to one side. "Mine!" I cried, swallowing the meat, almost choking, laughing.
"Mine!" cried Lana, gorging the other half of the meat.
"Point for each," adjudicated one of the guards.
We were excited, and wanted to play further."   CAPTIVE OF GOR-, Page 112

"I saw a line of five slave girls, kneeling, abreast, their hands tied behind their back. Bits of meat were thrown to them, one after the other. A catch scored two points for the master. A missed piece might be sought by any of the girls, scrambling about, on their bellies. She who managed to obtain it received one point for her master. The girls were encouraged from the sidelines, not only by their masters but by the crowd as well, some of whom placed bets on the outcome."  MAGICIANS OF GOR-, Page 37

Saturday 28th

12:00PM – 4:30
Dancing for anyone that was unable to perform their dance on Friday night

4:30PM Gorean Trivia
Prepared questions will be asked from the 26 Gorean books by John Norman. The first right answer posted wins a point.
To be Conducted By: TBA

5:30PM Improvised group slave dance
A girl is chosen to start and writes about 4 or 5 lines of a dance. Then another girl is chosen and picks up where the last girl left off and so on.

6:30PM Dance contest winners announced and Poem /song contest winner announced

7:00PM Oar Dancing contest in the training yard

It is addressed as any athletic activity for men, similar to a judged spar. In the training yard a mock set of twelve oars running from a false ship side, complete with rail, running to the ground below at a proper angle. Also a mud pit added at the bottom.

The men will have five posts to do their best to jump from oar to oar (which even if not moving would be difficult due to their narrowness) in an entertaining manner. The men, from the start must leap from the rail to the oar and not touch ground or rail till they  are finished.

The winner gets a copy of Book #9 Marauders of Gor (Used and in fair condition)

"Then the Forkbeard himself drained the remains of the tankard, threw it to the foot of the mast, and then, to my astonishment, leapt from the ship, onto the moving oars. Then men sang. The Forkbeard then, to the delight of those on the bank, who cheered him, as the serpent edged into the dock, addressed himself delightedly to the oar-dance of the rover of Torvaldsland. It is not actually a dance, of course, but it is an athletic feat of no little stature requiring a superb eye, fantastic balance and incredible coordination. Ivar Forkbeard, crying out, leaped from moving oar to moving oar, proceeding from the oars nearest the stem on the port side to the stern, then leaping back onto the deck at the stern quarter and leaping again on the oars this time on the starboardside, and proceeding from the oar nearest the stern to that nearest the stem, and then, lifting his arms, he leaped again into the ship, almost thrown into it as the oar lifted. He then stood on the prow, near me, sweating and grinning. I saw cups of ale, on the bank, being lifted to him. Men cheered. I heard the cries of bond-maids". Marauders of Gor, pages 82-83

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