Valleri's Trip to Jort's Ferry

"This is a town located on the Vosk River. It is a member of the Vosk League; 19 river towns united against river piracy on the Vosk. It is similar to any of the city-states of ancient Earth Greece." - jozie.net on Jort's Ferry

My trip to Jort's Ferry was not what my Earthian self expected at all. In Jort's Ferry there is very little with the exception of the camps that outline the lands and the infermary. Even the most rural of sims generally have an inn or a tavern or somewhere "safe," so I wasn't expecting this at all. When I first stepped off the ship, onto the lands I wondered around for a little bit, looking for a tavern, an inn or a non-combat zone I could get some roleplay. I followed the signs to the infermary, thinking that there's probably something up there. Was I wrong, oohhhh was I wrong. I felt my RL self panic. I wanted to make sure that I stayed where I was, incase my sisters needed to find me - as I was sure to give Jaem a copy of my schedule before I left. Oh, and one of the most precious parts of this? My tribe has specific enemies in Jort's Ferry. As a matter of fact, the first time I ever went there I was a kajira and I went OOC, in the market so that I could be sure to get my damn bow (Shameless plug: Bow of Lazarus for $1L in the market of Jort's Ferry!) because I was scared that someone would see me and get suspecious.

Alas, the closest Jort's Ferry has to a tavern is a sign at their dock that says "Jort's Ferry Tavern" on top of the market for RP trade items. I ended up making a few discoveries, some of which I wont post here because I don't want to disclose any secrets for people who live there. After I realized that I wasn't going to find shit out there I found a tent that I decided to self-roleplay a little in. I took off my shoes, since I was wearing heeled boots, my cloak and my veil. I then took my hair down since I figured it would be a bit unrealistic for me to run around with my hair in a perfectly placed bun.

After sitting around there for a little while I decided to do some roleplay, that typically wouldn't be in my character to do unless I was desperate... and was I desperate. o.o I drew a panga that I RP'd stealing from the capitan on the way over,(Yeah, not the best roleplay I've ever done, but I wasn't about to play the poor helpless free woman game when I knew I was on heated ground.) and headed over to a set of houses that I found when I first started exploring Jort's Ferry. There, in a fenced community were three houses. A red house, a blue house and a yellow house. There was also a bosk off to one side and a fire in the center, with logs on it to sit. On the other side of the establishment there was an auction block. Seeing this made me shiver a little bit in my Victorian style dress. It was at this time that I decided to RP stealing something to eat, and placing it over the fire in the middle.

Now, the entire time that I was in this sim I was scared shitless, and wanted nothing but to leave. Jort's Ferry, obviously to people who actually know what they're doing, is a place made for combative role play. However, the way that I was roleplaying my stay in Jort's Ferry was that I couldn't leave until morning, because that was when the ship that I paid for was coming into port. I eventually settled somewhere when I was reading my friend's RP from earlier in the day and noticed that the locals had became hip to my being there via mini-map (as I have enemies there, they probably thought I was scouting.)

Eventually, I gave up and decided that since it was past midnight I could leave instead of making myself crazy, not wanting to stay online and moved on to my next location (which you get to read about tomorrow!) Moral of this story - Jort's Ferry isn't a vacation destination. :P

**Image belongs to jozie.net

Valleri's Trip to Corcyrus

"This is a city southwest of Ar, which until recently was ruled by a Tatrix, Sheila of Corcyrus. She was deposed for her tyranny,and after a lengthy war, the fortunes of the city are again on the rise. This city is similar to any of the walled city-states of ancient Earth Greece." - jozie.net on Corcyrus

On Saturday night, for a personal reason, I have decided to take a sabbatical to the great unknown... to Valleri at least. As I make my way around Gor I will be updating with what I find. Today I will be talking about Corcyrus, which I visited yesterday.

Corcyrus is a city, which from what I understand, used to be a giant, booming by-the-book sim. Yesterday when I visited that wasn't the case. The entire time that I was in the sim there were about ten people who were online at a time. All mercenaries and slaves, granted they weren't bad guys. Pretty cool. When I originally came to Corcyrus I stumbled on their camp which is adjacent to the city. From what I understand, Corcyrus actually employs the Blackbird Mercenaries to protect the city, so everyone's cool. And Lake Ias, (where my camp resides) has a truce with Corcyrus, so I wasn't worried about getting shot up when I met them. One of the mercenaries, who's name I don't remember anymore, escorted me to where I needed to be.


When I entered the city the only people who where in there were in the tavern. I had been there once before, visiting a freewoman who is now a panther. When I visited the first time women were not allowed into the tavern without an escort, however they were free to visit the tearoom. I couldn't find an inn from where I was standing so I asked a kajira if she knew where I could find the inn. She told me that to my left there was a tavern that I was free to stay in. "Are women free to enter the tavern, girl?" I asked her, questionably. She told me that she believed so, but she didn't seem entirely sure. Shortly after, another kajira came to my side and asked me if she might be of service. She told me that the inn was above the tavern, and what she said after that was a bit confusing. She made it sound like I couldn't enter the inn without an invite to go to the tavern. This was made clear by a female outlaw, who's name I never caught who assured me that all are welcome in the tavern and asked the girl to show me to my room.

I spent the rest of the night roleplaying by myself, making plans to go where I am visiting today. I signed off when Jaem was ready to go to bed, IRL. This morning when I signed in I put my pretty dress on and got ready to head out to today's destination (which you wont know until tomorrow!) On the way out the door I asked a kajirus to let me out. I don't think he realized that I had asked a question, as he asked me if there was any way he could serve me. This boy, if I might add, was a kickass slave. In fact, I'm going to take a few seconds to tell you about the kickassery, so that more slaves might learn to be kick ass.

This kid didn't do the perma-kneel thing. You know, when your slave bobbles up and down every time they move because they're stuck in a kneeling pose. When I first saw him he was standing as he was talking to other slaves, and then it wasn't until he walked up to address me that he went into nadu. When I sat down to be served I told him I wanted cheese and larma juice. He made a few mistakes in his serves, but when he made it, he stood up. How practical! When I was ready to leave, the polite kid walked me to the ship, and (get this) released himself to walk with me! OMFG! I didn't get to tell him WHY I appreciated his service, but I gave him a peice of "hard candy for good slaves." I'm thinking I should start carrying around berries or something, sometimes "candy for good slaves" makes you feel a bit under appreciated when you do so well. I mean, at least Yata got a pastry.

All in all, my trip to Corcyrus wasn't a bad one. I wish more people would have been there to roleplay with but it wasn't a bad time. And those mercenaries were kind of cute, if I might say so. :)

**Image belongs to www.everlastingmyst.com

Valleri's Introduction!

Hi! My name is Valleri Xue. I'm going to guess that since this is my first blog, that if you're reading this chances are that you're one of my friends from Second Life, but on the off hand chance that you were directed here through one of my tags, I figure I might as well give you an introduction. :)

I was first brought to Gor when a strange blue light popped me from the line at the McDonald's to smack dab in the middle of Lake Ias. I wandered around aimlessly until I was spotted by a recently re-collared kajirus named Jaem. Jaem quickly informed his Mistresses, the Sa Sa'ng Fori taluna tribe, of my presence. Not knowing where I was, confused, and without a weapon of my own, I submitted to the tribe where I served as their kajira for the first month of my stay. While I was in bondage I quickly became friends with the kajirus who first spotted me. He taught me everything I knew about slavery, serving and even dancing.

While I was on my knees the Ens, as well as the talunas, saw that I wasn't made to be a slave and ordered me to construct a bow. For the second Earth month that I was in camp I was taught by my Mistresses how to shoot and, more importantly, how not to be shot. I even, on a rare occasion, went in disguise as a taluna to obtain my Mistresses freedom. My collar was finally removed by Ellia, who at the time was the En Bow. After many failed attempts, she found that I was quick enough with a bow to rise to my feet. She told me to burn my camisk and pray that I never felt the cold steel of a collar again... and I did exactly that, as I stood for the first time since coming to Gor.

I became a bambina (pledge) of the tribe, and I grew to understand the Gorean culture and the subcultures (and a few of the counter cultures) which lived on my new home. I also defended our camp, making a few trades with slavers and even collared my own slave. By the end of June 2010 I had advanced in the tribe as a full taluna. As such, Valleri now works to network and make friends and allies for herself and the tribe. She is also narcoleptic and is on a mission to make bosk burgers and sul fries.

I have a more descriptive backstory, but as most Goreans don't give a flying fuck about Earth we'll just start there, shall we? My role-play goes in a few different directions. I am not a by the book role-player; I believe that my role-play is organic, and fresh. It is a new story in the world of Gor, as I'm not re-inacting any of the "old scrolls" or pretending to be Tarl Cabot's neighbor. However, at the same time a story wouldn't be a story without a solid foundation. I try to make my role-play make sense for my character. For example, I don't particularly care to enslave women. As a taluna, I see women as being worth more than just collar hangers or sex objects. Women are worth more than the patriarchy that is Gorean society gives them credit for. This being said, I have NO problem collaring a man. This is because as a taluna I don't trust men, and as a feminist Earth woman, I find Gorean men to be... well, frankly, full of shit. Someone's got to knock them off their high kaissa, might as well be me! However, in the event that I met a slave girl who genuinely wished to serve me, and felt that serving was what she LOVED to do, I would by no means stop her.

Behind the keyboard, I am a twenty-one year old college student, studying theatre in the United States. When I'm not role-playing I enjoy binge drinking, over-eating, sleeping until 3 pm EST, collecting/trading/battling Pokemon cards, shopping for vintage clothing and anything that could have existed during the 60s or the 70s, collecting Monkees memorabilia and knitting. I'm a feminist hippie (yeaah, you wish I was trollin') who supports the Socialist Party, USA. As I mentioned before, I am in a real life relationship with Jaem, (Hikari Nirpaw.) And no, he's not my slave in real life... but sometimes it's fun to pretend. ;)

I that about sums it up for today. Jaem's turn to post next!