Jarl Svein BlueTooth and Mistress Triesha Ubar and Ubara of the Home Jarl Svein BlueTooth is 36 and the high jarl of Torvaldsland, in the sense that he is generally regarded as the most powerful. So say Norman's scrolls of Gor. Blue Tooth rules by His will, not from discussions and councils. Some try to call themselves high jarl, for Svein it is not needed even to use the title, he is born high jarl and the parents are named Power and Will. In his hall, the Gor scrolls say, he feed a thousand men. Beyond this his heralds can carry the war arrow, it is said, to ten thousand farms. Ten ships he has at his own wharves, and, it is said, he can summon a hundred more. Blue Tooth is a large man, bearded, with a broad, heavy face. He has blue eyes, the Gor scrolls tell. His hair come to his shoulders, There is a knife scar under his left eye. He seems a shrewd, highly intelligent, competent, avaricious man, says the scroll of Torvaldsland. He wear a collar of fur, dyed scarlet, and a long cloak, over the left shoulder, of purple-dyed fur of the sea sleen. He wear beneath his cloak nothing or yellow wool, and a great belt of glistening black, with a gold buckle, to which is attached a scabbard of oiled, black leather; in this scabbard is a sword, a sword of Torvaldsland, a long sword, with a jewelled pommel, with double guard. About his neck, from a fine, golden chain, pierced, hangs the tooth of a Hunjer whale, dyed blue. His strongest weapon is his grin and laughter. The scrolls say: Svein Blue Tooth threw back his head and roared with laughter. I regarded him then as a brave man." But the man of Torvaldsland never leaves his house unless he is armed. So say the Gor scrolls. And, within his house, his weapons are always near at hand, usually hung on the wall behind his couch, at least a foot beyond the reach of a bond-maid whose ankle is chained. Should she, lying on her back, look back and up she sees, on the wall, the shield, the helmet, the spear and axe, the sword, in its sheath, of her master. They are visible symbols of the force by which she is kept in bondage, by which she is kept only a girl, whose belly is beneath his sword. The real power is in the high jarl's words. He does not need to add an oath to his words. Famous is his words, when he once had to swear and chose to swear not by gods or society or council, but by what he had created himself and was his property: "Very well," said the Blue Tooth, "I swear by the ship's side, the shield's rim, the sword's edge, the fires of my hearth, the timbers of my hall andthe pillars of the high seat in my house." "And, too, I swear," said Svein Blue Tooth, "by the bronze of my ladles and the bottoms of my butter pans!"
The Jarl's Woman, in the Kaissa of the north, is a more powerful piece than the Ubara in the Kaissa of the south. So say the Gor books. Kaissa, the Gor versions of chess, is a mirror of Gor. At Gor Palace Triesha, The Jarl's Woman and Ubara, is the powerful, ruling Woman, resting in Her power - together with the Jarl the centre of The Palace and Torvaldsland. This position for Triesha, the woman of the high jarl, in the Gor books has threads back to the real Viking world from year 793 to 1072, the inspiration for Torvaldsland in the scrolls - as other slave societies are foundations for districts of Gor. The Free Woman among The Vikings had power, held slaves and was often part of decision making. At #Gor_Palace, though situated, in the North - in Torvaldsland - is the term Ubara used as well in the south, though inside the walls between courtiers Triesha is called Jarl's Woman. The reason for using the term Ubara is the same as for using silk serves among the bondsmaid northern serves. #Gor_Palace, the Home of the high Jarl Svein BlueTooth and His Free Companion Triesha, is a meeting place for people from all parts of Gor - and for diplomatic reasons the visitors as in any palace are met by traditions from all Gor. To make visitors feel home and comfortable. The Jarl's Woman are in the scrolls described, seated next to the Jarl, as a ruling Woman in Her full power: "Her hair worn high on her head, in a kirtle of yellow wool with scarlet cape of the fur of the red sea sleen, and, about Her neck, necklaces of gold". The scrolls describe The Palace and the power of Jarl's Woman. "Male thralls turned the spits over the long fire; female thralls, bond-maids, served the tables." The girls hurried about; say the scrolls, they were barefoot; their arms, too, were bare; their hair was tied with strings behind their heads, to keep it free from sparks; their faces were, on the whole, dirty, smudged with dirt and grease; they were worked hard. The Jarl's Woman "kept much of an eye upon them; one girl, seized by a warrior, her waist held, his other hand sliding upward from her ankle beneath the single garment permitted her, the long, stained woolen kirtle, making her cry out with pleasure, dared to thrust her lips eagerly, furtively, to his; but she was seen by Bera; orders were given; by male thralls she was bound and, weeping, thrust to the kitchen, there to be stripped and beaten." |
BlueTooth and Triesha's joining 31st of July 2001
* BlueTooth sees the last drop fall in the waterclock
* BlueTooth stands and grabs Triesha
* Triesha looks to BlueTooth
*Triesha smiles
* deniz[T]fb` giggles
<Triesha> laughs
* BlueTooth lifts Triesha up into His arms
<BlueTooth> boys, two sul paga, harta
* Triesha smiles to You
<BlueTooth> bring them to the homestone
<fahkuur[BT]fb> yes Master
<deniz[T]fb`> yes, Master
* Triesha looks to deniz
* BlueTooth kisses Triesha deeply, jumbs over the hearth and carries Her to the Homestone
* deniz[T]fb` kisses the furs at the feet of the Free, he stands and moves quickly to the servery, smiling at the Mistress as he hurries
* fahkuur[BT]fb arches his back as he leans down, placing a soft kiss at his Masters feet before backing away three paces, his hard muscles playing as he rises to his feet, swiftly moving back to the serving area
* deniz[T]fb` grabs the serving tray and he begins to clean it hurriedly but throughly
* BlueTooth places Triesha down on the white larl fur in front of The Homestone and sits cross-legged besides Her
* fahkuur[BT]fb whispers to deniz as he passes him.. "You fix the bowls and i get the paga ok?"
* Triesha looks to Bluetooth grinning
<deniz[T]fb`> yes, brother
* deniz[T]fb` takes out two three footed bowls he begins to clean it
* BlueTooth tilts His face and meets Triesha's lips in a deep kiss
* fahkuur[BT]fb opens the door to the cool room, nipples hardening on his smooth chest as the cool air hits against his naked skin
* Triesha returns His kiss with desire
* deniz[T]fb` moves the rep cloth over them, then he tests the rims with his finger tips, he sets them on the tray
* fahkuur[BT]fb leans down, picking out a bottle of paga, firm buttcocks tensing as he turns and leaves the cool room, carefully closing the door behind him
* fahkuur[BT]fb tilts his head to the side, dark eyes sparkling as he opens the bottle with his strong teeth
* fahkuur[BT]fb fills the bowls with the paga, smiling wickedly to deniz
* deniz[T]fb` smiles at fahkuur, he picks up the tray and holds it up high
* deniz[T]fb` moves to the homestone, hips swaying
* fahkuur[BT]fb walks close behind his little brother, watching his cute butt as he moves
* deniz[T]fb` reaches to the stone, three paces from it
<deniz[T]fb`> boys beg to approach
<BlueTooth> you may deniz
* BlueTooth whispers to Triesha
* Triesha leans close to BlueTooth
<BlueTooth> This is Gor history too
* deniz[T]fb` moves to the feet of the Free, kneeling, setting the tray down
<BlueTooth> the first joining served by two firstboys
<Triesha> yes
<BlueTooth> and we will let them fight afterwards
<Triesha> but deniz will always be fb of My chambers
<Triesha> lol
* deniz[T]fb` kneels quietly, listening
* fahkuur[BT]fb slides down onto his knees, his strong thighs parting slightly as he places his hands upon them, palms up
* Triesha looks to BlueTooth with soft love in Her heart
* deniz[T]fb` takes one bowl and moves the other to fahkuur
* deniz[T]fb` takes the bowl, moving it up to his belly, up to his chest for three heart beats, to his lips for a soft kiss, then up high in offering
* BlueTooth looks to the firstboys and smiles, so happy that just those two are here together
<deniz[T]fb`> a boy thanks the Free for allowing deniz to serve Them, he wishes the paga will be pleasing and the joining will be joyful
<Triesha> I love you My boy
* BlueTooth takes the bowls, hands the first to Triesha
* Triesha takes the bowl from BlueTooth
<deniz[T]fb`> yes, Mistress, deniz loves You as well
<BlueTooth> fahkuur, a goblet of ka-la-na without ritual - just harta, run
* fahkuur[BT]fb slides the bowl along his naked skin, holding it to his heart for three seconds, lifting it to his lips, kissing the rim before lifting it to his Master
<fahkuur[BT]fb> oh
* BlueTooth smiles to fahkuur
* BlueTooth takes the bowl
* deniz[T]fb` kneels watching, quiet
* fahkuur[BT]fb jumps up (does a kim) and runs to the servery, getting a bottle and fills a goblet with kalana and runs back
* BlueTooth from under the homestone takes a handful of mould
* BlueTooth places grass upon the mould
* Triesha watches Blue
* fahkuur[BT]fb kneels and holds the goblet in hands, waiting silently
* BlueTooth extends His hand with the mould and grass to Triesha
* Triesha takes the mould and grass
* Triesha smiles to You
* BlueTooth holds his hand to Hers, the mould and grass between their fingers
<BlueTooth> According to the old tradition spread all over Gor from the wagon people we'll first meet each other to confirm peace and friendship
* Triesha looks in his eyes
* BlueTooth smiles tenderly into Triesha's eyes
* deniz[T]fb` watches
<BlueTooth> I now can say from this ihn - I held you with grass and mould
* BlueTooth turns and takes the goblet with ka-la-na from fahkuur's hand
* fahkuur[BT]fb smiles softly
* Triesha holds the grass and mould with You
* BlueTooth tilts the goblet and lets three drops of ka-la-na fall into each bowl of sul paga
<BlueTooth> I do this to make the Free Companionship legal in all parts of Gor, also outside Torvaldsland
* Triesha smiles brightly to You
* deniz[T]fb` listens
* Triesha looks to deniz
* BlueTooth holds His bowl with sul paga over the stone, crossing His arm over Triesha's, as he feed half the sul paga to the homestone - nods to Her to do the same
* Triesha holds Her bowl over the stone with Blue feeding half the sul paga to the homestone
* deniz[T]fb` looks at the Mistress, he then smile softly
<BlueTooth> I swear to live in Free Companionship with the beloved Triesha
* Triesha looks back to BlueTooth
* BlueTooth looks to Her lips and shivers as His eyes sparkles
<Triesha> I swear to honor You and Your home promising to work beside You in all tasks, with great joy and admiration for You, a wonderful Master in My eyes
* BlueTooth hears the words and melts into their meaning, smiling adoringly to the new Ubara
* fahkuur[BT]fb beams, his dark eyes sparkling with joy
<Triesha> today I am very happy as My boy and I have come home were We should have always been
* deniz[T]fb` smiles at the Ubar and Ubara
* BlueTooth lifts his hand - and Hers with His - locks His eyes to Hers and drinks the other half of the sul paga
* Triesha drinks the paga with BlueTooth
* BlueTooth hands the bowls back to the firstboys
* fahkuur[BT]fb takes the bowls from Masters hand
* BlueTooth embraces Triesha, holds Her tight, feeling as newborn
* Triesha laughs with happiness clinging to BlueTooth
* BlueTooth kisses the Ubara deeply, in a long sucking kiss, drinking Her saliva and shivers against Her body
<Triesha> mmmmmmmmmm
* Triesha looks to the two boys
* deniz[T]fb` looks up at the Ubara
<BlueTooth> fahkuur, take the package with blue silks from my counter at the south wall
* Triesha pulls deniz to Me kissing him deeply hoping he has great gladness in his heart for what the Mistress wants
<fahkuur[BT]fb> yes Master
* BlueTooth lifts The Ubara up and kisses her, as He carries her to the Ubara furs besides His own
* deniz[T]fb` kisses Mistress softly
* fahkuur[BT]fb gets onto his feet, handing the bowls to deniz as he moves swiftly over to the counter, his body shimmering as he leans down, taking out the package
* deniz[T]fb` holds the bowls
* BlueTooth places her down and sits cross-legged beside Her, drinking in Her form, radiating a love, which has grown through so many now forgotten troubles
<Triesha> you are home again deniz
<Triesha> with your brother
<deniz[T]fb`> yes, Ubara
* BlueTooth smiles to the boy and his Owner
<Triesha> troubles only make the FW stronger and wiser
* fahkuur[BT]fb turns, his dark eyes sparkling as he moves back to his Master and Mistress, arching his back slightly as he slides down onto his knees, holding the package up to the Ubar
*** BlueTooth changes topic to 'The high-roofed palace of the north, the house of Jarl Svein BlueTooth and His Ubara Triesha. +18 NCKZ. Slaves need not beg entrance, but always exit and afk. Goreans welcome to the Torvaldsland version of harem and seraglio! Live training for kajirus and kajira offered (BlueTooth) '
<Triesha> you will still call Me Mistress deniz
<deniz[T]fb`> yes, Mistress
<Triesha> I will always have you with me
<Triesha> always
<deniz[T]fb`> yes, Mistress
* fahkuur[BT]fb smiles happily to his brother
* deniz[T]fb` smiles softly at the Mistress
<BlueTooth> I am so happy, you are back deniz - and here just the right day - minute it was - even second
<deniz[T]fb`> yes, Master
Mistress
Triesha