Blog Schedule and Contributions

 (edited October 19th, 2026)

.Stories tie back to Stories on EmmaOfGor.Blogspot.com in particular Steel Worlds Inc by Emma of Gor and Banks of the Bighorn by Tracker, and The Paga Diaries by Arizona Wanderer. The titles in this post link to the stories

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Zork (11) by Peony D Beckside

Zork (10) by Peony D Beckside

The Paga Diaries (53) by Arizona Wanderer

Zork (9) by Peony D Beckside

Zork (8) by Peony D Beckside

Zork (7) by Peony D Beckside

Anthopologist of Gor Book 1 Preparations (5)

The Paga Diaries (52) by Arizona Wanderer

Zork (6) by Peony D Beckside

Zork (5) by Peony D Beckside

The Paga Diaries by Arizona Wanderer

Anthropologist of Gor Book 1 Preparations (4) by Tracker

The Dancing Kajira (Vignette) by Tracker

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Zork (11) by Peony D Beckside

 

Peony D Beckside
Illustrations by Arizona Wanderer

In appreciation of, and with thanks to John Norman for creating the wonderful world of Gor, in which this story is set.

Chapter Eleven: Shurakin

 

The Narrative of Kiki

 

“Zork, can you look after Kiki while Clystemous and I see if we can find a guide to see us through to Kassau or even as far as Helmutsport?”

“Will do, friend Cadmus.”

Zork (10) by Peony D Beckside

 

Zork

Peony D Beckside
Illustrations by Arizona Wanderer

In appreciation of, and with thanks to John Norman for creating the wonderful world of Gor, in which this story is set.

Chapter Ten: Lydius

 

The Narrative of Kiki

 

We are on the edge of the town of Lydius.  This town is close to the mouth of the Cartius River; the Northern Cartius, not to be confused with the equatorial one.  It’s been a long journey from Ko-Ro-Ba.  Some would see coming this far west as going out of our way, but given the trackless nature of the Northern Forests, the consensus was that keeping close to the coast might be easier and safer than trying to cut directly across from some crossing point further east.  It’s remarkably difficult to keep a straight course through thick woodland.  There’s a tendency to find oneself walking in a circle.  Getting lost in such a manner, not being wise.  If we follow the coast as best we can, we will get to Torvaldsland more surely, though it take longer. It has the added advantage of us being able to resupply at Kassau and Helmutsport.

The Paga Diaries (53) by Arizona Wanderer

 53. New Routines

I finally had an opportunity to go to the city guardhouse. Mirus did not accompany me to the lumberyard this morning and after a boring day of wood chiseling, the afternoon was mine.  Atticus took me into a room and told me to wait, that Niketas would be coming soon.  The room was different than the interrogation rooms I had been in, but this still felt as if I was being kept, secured for the moment.  I was tempted to test the door, to see if it was locked, but I didn’t, deciding it didn’t matter at the moment.  It was at least an ahn before Atticus returned with Niketas.

Zork (9) by Peony D Beckside

 

Zork
Peony D Beckside

In appreciation of, and with thanks to John Norman for creating the wonderful world of Gor, in which this story is set.

Illustrations by Arizona Wanderer

  

Chapter Nine: The Fork In The Road

 

Narrative of Grunthon

 

Half a day north of Jorts Ferry the track forks.  Cadmus speaks.

“Tharna or Ko-Ro-Ba?  Any preference, Zork, Grunthon, Clystemous?”

Zork comments.

“I trust you Cadmus to find the best route.”

What is he talking about!?  Ko-Ro-Ba was destroyed by the Priest Kings.  ‘No stone may stand on another, No two persons of Ko-Ro-Ba may stand next to one another’.  That is what the Initiate had said when he passed on the news of the city’s doom.  I had loved the city, the place of my upbringing.  I had been granted the honour if kissing the Home-Stone, thus confirming my allegiance to the city.  Even though the Caste of Metal-Workers is not one of the high castes, I had served in one of the city’s Militia, having made my own weapons.  I had left in tears having no clue as to where I would go, what I would do.

Zork (8) by Peony D Beckside.

 

Zork

Peony D Beckside

 

In appreciation of, and with thanks to John Norman for creating the wonderful world of Gor, in which this story is set.
Illustration by Arizona Wanderer

 

Chapter Eight: A Boat Of Our Own