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102 | "This girl asks, would it be possible to get quotes on cup, Horn, and
Tankard that she may use them in her research? Also, Master, if it should please you to further guide this girl that she
may present a more accurate research paper, what were cups and
Answer Hello,
Ok, here an answer to your request. While not ever instance of the words
there is here the best description of the drinking vessels you will find.
Fogaban
When Kamchak had finished he held out his right hand and a man, not a
Tuchuk, who wore the green robes of the Caste of Physicians, thrust in his
hand a goblet of bosk horn; it contained some yellow fluid. Angrily, not
concealing his distaste, Kutaituchik drained the goblet and then hurled it
from him.
Nomads of Gor Book 4 Page 44
I held the large drinking horn of the north. "There is no way for this to
stand upright," I said to him, puzzled.
He threw back his head again, and roared once more with laughter.
"If you cannot drain it," he said, "give it to another!"
Marauders of Gor Book 9 Page 89
I had tarsk meat and yellow bread with honey, Gorean peas and a tankard of
diluted Ka-la-na, warm water mixed with wine.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 87
The Forkbeard himself now, from a wooden keg, poured a great tankard of ale,
which must have been of the measure of five gallons.
Marauders of Gor Book 9 Page 82
Bera went to the next man, to fill his cup with mead, from the heavy, hot
tankard, gripped with cloth, which she carried.
Marauders of Gor Book 9 Page 278
Eta piled several of the hot, tiny eggs, earlier kept fresh in cool sand
within the cave, on a plate, with heated yellow bread, for him. I, grasping
the pot with a rag and both hands, poured him a handled, metal tankard of
the steaming black brew, coffee or black wine.
Slave Girl of Gor Book 11 Page 74
And then, in his joy, he turned to Talena and in gracious salute lifted the
symbolic cup of Ka-la-na wine to her beauty.
Tarnsman of Gor Book 1 Page 217
Other girls now appeared among the tables, clad only in a camisk and a
silver collar, and sullenly, silently, began to serve the Kal-da which Kron
had ordered. Each carried a heavy pot of the foul, boiling brew and, cup by
cup, replenished the cups of the men.
Outlaw of Gor Book 2 Page 226
. . . some of the plainer women are sold for as little as a brass cup . . .
Nomads of Gor Book 4 Page 57
"Then," said she, "I will give you a golden ring and a silver cup."
Nomads of Gor Book 4 Page 75
At one corner in the descending ramp there was a small knot of young men,
weavers by their garments, who were gambling with the inked knucklebones of
verr, shaking them in a small leather cup and spilling them to the stones.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 155
"Yes, Mistress," I said, as humbly as I could manage. I reached out to hand
her the small, tin cup.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 225
And I reminded myself that I, too, as much as any coin or precious cup in
such a chest, or in this entire camp, was booty. I, too, was booty.
Captive of Gor Book 7 Page 275
He extended his goblet to me. "Drink," he said, offering me the cup.
I looked at the rim of the cup. I shook with terror. "A slave girl dares not
touch with her lips the rim of that cup which has been touched with the lips
of her master," I whispered.
"Excellent," said Verna.
"She was trained in the pens of Ko-ro-ba, said Rask of Treve.
He then, from his own cup, poured some wine into a small bowl, which he
handed to me.
"Thank you, Master," I breathed.
Captive of Gor Book 7 Page 302
Gorm then stood beside Ivar Forkbeard. He carried, on a strap over his
shoulder, a tall, dark vessel, filled with liquid. The men on the shore
laughed. Attached to the vessel, by a light chain, was a golden cup. It had
two handles. From a spout on the vessel, grinning, Gorm filled the golden
cup. The liquid swirling in the cup was black.
Drink," said Ivar Forkbeard, thrusting the cup into the hands of the
slender, blond girl, she who had, so long ago, in the temple of Kassau, worn
the snood of scarlet yarn, with twisted golden wire, the red vest and skirt,
the white blouse.
She held the cup. It was decorated; about its sides, cunningly wrought, was
a design, bond-maids, chained. A chain design also decorated the rim, and,
at five places on the cup, was the image of a slave whip, five-strapped.
Marauders of Gor Book 9 Pagees 83 - 84
She poured, carefully, the hot, black beverage into the tiny red cup.
Tribesmen of Gor Book 10 Page 105
I felt the metal of the cup beneath my full, pressing lips. I opened my
eyes. I proffered, tears in my eyes, the cup of paga to my captor.
Slave Girl of Gor Book 11 Page 68
"Welcome to Lydius," said the leader of the men. He proffered to me a metal
cup. He had filled this from a verrskin canteen slung at his left hip,
behind the scabbard.
Beasts of Gor Book 12 Page 141
In the incubation shed, Barus, looking down at Taphris, held the half-gourd
cup. "Are you under perfect discipline, Taphris?" he had asked.
Fighting Slave of Gor Book 14 Page 270
Before each guests there were tiny slices of tospit and larma, small
pastries, and, in a tiny golden cup, with a small golden spoon, the
clustered, black, tiny eggs of the white grunt.
Fighting Slave of Gor Book 14 Page 275
I lifted the tiny silver cup to my lips and took a drop of the black wine.
Its strength and bitterness are such that it is normally drunk in such a
manner, usually only a drop or a few drops at a time.
Guardsman of Gor Book 16 Page 247
I watched her as she mixed in a plentiful helping of powdered bosk milk, and
two of the assorted sugars. She then left the small, rounded metal cup on
the tray.
. . .
She then, head down, holding the small cup by its two tiny handles, sipped
the beverage.
Guardsman of Gor Book 16 Page 296
He brandished a large inlaid cup. I had seen such cups before.
Players of Gor Book 20 Page 183
Too, how many poor players would have had in their possession a Champion's
Cup, and that of Ar, that cup which the brigands had found when they had
raided the camp of Boots Tarsk-Bit, that which had so fascinated them and
which the player had been so anxious to conceal?
Players of Gor Book 20 Page 333
I knelt down in the sand, before him, my head down. I removed the metal cup
on its string from about my neck.
Dancer of Gor Book 22 Page 327
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