The Troupe of Wonders!

The Troupe of Wonders has arrived in the Tarna Trading Post!

Presenting:

-The Uncontested Champion Player of all Gor - Guel of Torvaldsland with talent unsurpassed, but do you have the skill and wit to take his pieces? Or Places!?
-Add to it, and to wit, The Masterfully Eccentric Spinner of Stories - Cor and his (almost as funny, but not quite) companion Darla.
-The Prestigious Free Women Musical Trio - Kismet, Jalte and Kaiya.
-Peruse at Leisure the Masterful (or is it Mistressful) brush strokes non-comparable of our Artist Jalte!
-Or -if the flavor takes your fancy- watch the sensuous and sultry slaves swing their way (and hips) into your heart as they dance the night away as the slaves mayuka, mirth, zephyr, hiroyuki and more perform!

...The Troupe of Wonders is attempting to enact a travelling troupe of entertainers and players as depicted in "Players of Gor".
We will entertaining and role playing in your sim for a week, in which time you can laugh at our stories, 'aaw' at our plays, and be 'inspired' by the slaves performances...

"Outside, in the canal traffic, I heard a drum, cymbals and trumpets, and a man shouting. He was proclaiming the excellencies of some theatrical troupe, such as the cleverness of its clowns and the beauty of its actresses, probably slaves. They had performed, it seems, in the high cities and before Ubars. Such itinerant troupes, theatrical troupes, carnival groupings, and such, are not uncommon on Gor. They consist usually of rogues and outcasts. With their wagons and tents, often little more than a skip and a jump ahead of creditors and magistrates, they roam from place to place, rigging their simple stages in piazzas and squares, in yards and markets, wherever an audience may be found, even at the dusty intersections of country crossroads. With a few boards and masks, and a bit of audacity, they create the mystery of performance, the magic of theater. They are bizarre, incomparable vagabonds."

Tarna Compliments!

(Found@Goreanforums.com)

Archer wrote:I was VERY impressed with the interaction I had with Dream and her panther girl sister in Tarna. And from what I've seen of Parsit's Landing...I think the level of RP there would be just as good.

Although after sitting down in the tavern in Tarna...I felt a little...greasy. The place is wonderfully textured and wickedly dilapidated. It was *perfect*. The rather surprised-looking bosk head, complete with ring through the nose, made me laugh.

Anyway...I get the real feeling that Tarna may very well turn out to be what Panther Girl sims are supposed to be all about...and a very welcome change to the idiocy of pewpew.

Tarna is OOC for a Day of Rememberance

Fallon Palen of Rive-de-Bois, also known as Valiant Strangelove, formerly of Tarna-ta-Torvis, passed away on Tuesday due to advanced cancer. Valiant was a wonderful, vibrant person, taken from this world far too early. Our thoughts and prayers are with her family.

Due to the close friendship between Grace and Vali, and her being a former member of the Tarna-ta-Torvis, the sim Tarna will be OOC for one day in rememberance of this wonderful woman.

Some Trade RP in Tarna!

[23:59] Esther Repine stops behind the crates and looks back at Dream. "You sure it's okay?" she whispered.

[0:00] Dream Resistance leaned on the fence, smiling, "Yes. Just stay out of arms reach, you'll be fine. And...you don't have to actually...crawl up..."

[0:02] Dream Resistance shooed her on ahead, smiling before she masked over with her usual arrogant grimace.

[0:03] Esther Repine looks at her and nods, assuring herself. "Oh.. right." then strode out from behind the crates purposefully.

[0:03] Esther Repine raised her arm, holding three carcasses of white frevet and managed a smile. "Want 'em?"

[0:04] Dream Resistance walked up behind Esther, letting the "cub" break her teeth on a simple trade. Despite her cool mask, she can't help but snort a laugh, clearing her throat to cover it.

[0:05] Evela Lannock winces at the horrid sound of metal on metal and looks to the womans voice. She blanches beneath her veils. More dead things. it was unnatural. One shouldn't see ones food like that. One shouldn't -see- ones food at all untill it was served to one.

[0:07] Esther Repine taps her foot, a bit impatiently as she takes another step forward, nearly waving the carcasses in the air, their little dead arms flapping. She cleared her throat. "Ahem.. Tal... want 'em? Nice pelts. You want em lady? I'll let you pet em. Real soft. Nice for a nice lady."

[0:10] Mehrunes Unsworth: heheh

[0:10] Jonah Sands glances back at Mehrunes "Go and see what the woodsgirls want for those white urts will you? It should keep them away from the Lady here"

[0:10] Evela Lannock's nose wrinkles, and she backs away two step. "Yes girl I'm sure they are ver nice." she makes a shooing motion with her hand as if to ward the things away from her. "If you bring them back as a nice muff or hood I would consider them certianly."

[0:10] Dream Resistance's lips twitch as she listens and watches Esther, finally forcing her to raise a hand to her mouth to maintain any semblence of her dour demeanor

[0:10] Zari Parx fills a pot with the cold water then takes it outside, using a rep cloth to protect her hands as she raises the pole and hangs the pot alongside the stew, resetting the pole carefully. she returns to the tavern, moving to peek out the window again, noticing the panther's had taken an interest in the goings on. Or perhaps they had more to trade.

[0:11] Sacha Kessel chuckles, looking up as the two Panther girls's enter the scene and he chuckles, the rude voice of the small woman, and he faintly grins but ccatches a glance of that other one and he raises his hand, "Tal Red!" he says overly loud and reaches to scoop up the collar, peering over it, "Yes, Lauran made, total useless crap." and he shrugs, tucking it into his bag, looking back over, "Well, this is your are of expertise Jonah...."

[0:12] Dream Resistance's face immediately cools as Sacha calls her red, her hand dropping in a fist at her side, the muscles of her jaw flexing, "That isn't...my name..."

[0:12] Esther Repine lifts her chin a bit. "I'll thank ya kindly not to call me girl, cause I'm a full growed woman. I can package these right up for ya so you won't have to touch em, then you can give em to some other nice lady to make yer.. muff."

[0:13] Evela Lannock calls back in a gracious and over educated accent, "I'm so sorry. I don't touch dead things."

[0:14] InuNishu Xue cannot help herself and gazes over to Evela and bursts into laughter.

[0:14] Evela Lannock doesn't count the meat she eats of course. no no. only the dead things that still have faces.

[0:15] Esther Repine sighs, then speaks slower to the lady. "I /said/ I could package em up for ya. All I'm askin is a bit 'a candy. Good deal. Ya won't find a better deal around these parts, or any parts if ye ask me."

[0:16] Dream Resistance's eyes dart between all the people talking, laughing, ordering at each other, the muscle over one eye twitching some as she tries to keep up. She was so un-used to groups. Still, she'd spare a scant moment or two to openly glare at the man who called her "Red", covering for the slight discomfort she felt at the group.

[0:17] Evela Lannock nod and says a little slower and a little clearer. "Thank you but no. and I have no candy. I do have some lovely scrolls with the gorean Alphabet." she withdraws one from her pocket and hold it out to the girl. She doesn't move toward her, but it is sort of being offered. "They will help you learn your letters. a gift. no dead things required."

[0:18] Esther Repine shoots a quick glance back at Dream, and whispers a bit loudly. "Do ya want em? You're the reader."

[0:19] Jonah Sands nods "Well, not too many, I will onlyneed one more maximum for the tavern, the last thing we need is to have the outpost full of slaves, it would be more trouble than it's worth. I'll see to the door later" he glances back at the free woman "Before any trades are made there is the matter of trade levies to discuss lady..."

[0:20] Evela Lannock nods and smiles brodly under her viels and snaps her fingers to teh nearby slave. If she is leashes Evela dosn't notice. She just doesn't want to be near the dead things. she glances to Jonah. "A gift is a trade, Sir?" she is holding the scroll down toward InuNishu..

[0:21] Sacha Kessel chuckles, nodding to the the people as he departs, heading towards the dock and the poling barge that awaits, he looks back across to the the two Panther girls, marking their clothing their stance, and he chuckles, thinking that perhaps he and Red are going to get along just famously

[0:21] Sacha Kessel shrugs, shaking his head a bit, and ignoring the general and rolling comedy that seems to be going on he smiles, "Well Jonah, I'm off again, perhaps I can scare up so more slaves...." he chuckles, looing back and forth between the many layered Free Woman, almost like an onion, to the rather shapely Panther girls, wondering which out of the three would look best stripped to nothing and he shrugs, he really had to control such thoughts.

[0:23] InuNishu Xue gazes up at Evela with wide eyes. "I know how to read and I may only own what my Master wishes me to have, but thank you Mistress."

[0:23] Dream Resistance's look snapped over to the scroll with the letters, calling out, "We'll take that if it's a gift. Goodwill and all..."

[0:23] Jonah Sands cocks his head "It is, if only one sided though that scroll is hardly worth placing a price on, however, before 'gifting' anything to a slave, expecially one who has been recently collared it is considered good graces to ask the owner of the beast first if he minds. Besides, I thought that you were speaking to the panther girls" he looks back down at the girl "Well, time to make yourself useful, go to the tavern behind you and look for a shapely dark slave, she is named zari. Ask her to show you where everything in in there"

[0:24] Dream Resistance folded her arms, "You're both nitwits, she's giving us the scrolls."

[0:24] Evela Lannock rolls her eyes and scowls, "take it, slave, and give it to them." she says harshly pointing toward the panthers. "Oh for hevens sake I was giving her nothing sir. nothing but a taks to do."

[0:25] Zari Parx chuckled softly, moving back from the window so her eavesdropping does not appear so obvious. She hurriedly returns to the dishes.

[0:25] Jonah Sands cuts a glance to the woman "lady... I have just given her a chore to fulfil... and you may not have noticed but I was in the middle of seeing to her collaring, now unless you have something wrong with your legs I suggest you go and give the thing to them"

[0:26] Esther Repine waves the dead frevets a little in the air, mostly because she knows it makes the lady uncomfortable.

[0:27] InuNishu Xue turns her head to look at the Inn and then looks back up at Jonah. "Yes Master." She rises quickly and turns to hide the smile at the way her Master is speaking to the Free Woman. Her feet move quickly over the wooden planks but she makes sure to sway her hips in a pleasing manner as she moves to the Inn and disappears inside the doorway.

[0:27] Evela Lannock gives him a very cool look opting not to point out that she had given the girl a chore first. she takes two steps closer and pitches the rolled scroll toward the women, But she is gorean and has the strength of a twelve year old boy and isn't too athletic. It might make it too them, though it would probably fall short.

[0:30] Jonah Sands turns and nods to Oiva as he steps forward "Alright then, I have a few crates of dried larma, what are you offering"

[0:30] Dream Resistance rubs her face with her hand, shaking her head slightly, "Jonah, we're here for the dried fruit." She gestures to Esther, holding the pelts

[0:30] Dream Resistance watches the scroll flutter to the ground, a few feet in front of them. This was just going to be one of those days, she could tell. She just blinked at Jonah a moment, then elbowed Esther in the side.

[0:31] Esther Repine holds up the three carcasses again, her arm getting quite tired. "Three frevet. Nice winter pelts. Wanna pet em?"

[0:31] Jonah Sands looks them over and sighs "And what do you expect me to do with three dead rodents? Stick a pole up their arses and turn them into puppets for children? I want cured pelts, the very least you could do is skin them"

[0:32] Dream Resistance flicked a hand toward the Inn, "You've got slaves, dontcha?"

[0:32] Esther Repine rolls her eyes. "But they're /fresh/. It's like a two-fer. You get the meat *and* the pelts."

[0:32] Esther Repine shrugs her shoulders. "Or puppets might be nice.. until they start to smell."

[0:33] Mehrunes Unsworth: heh, puppets

[0:33] Dream Resistance lifted a balled fist in front of her mouth, literally biting the knuckle of the thumb not only to hold her tongue to let Esther do the trade, but to keep from laughing

[0:34] Jonah Sands just looks at Esther then flicks his gaze to Oiva for a moment. He grunts "Alright, one crate of dried larma for them, and that's me being generous as I'm in a particularly magnanimous mood..."

[0:35] Dream Resistance looked at Jonah, obviously having a hard time keeping her facade up, then looked to Esther, letting her decide.

[0:35] Esther Repine tilts her head, after thinking. "Sounds good to me.. just ahh.. well.. if you do make em into puppets, stuff em first.. or it might make children cry..." She looked suddenly really worried that he *would* jiggle dead things in front of kids for a chuckle.

[0:37] Evela Lannock withdraws another step or two having done her part to encourage literacy among the less fortunate. Perhaps the day wan't a total waste after all. She feels rather pious and charitable. and it shows in her proud stance.

[0:39] Jonah Sands would if he could figure out how to make coin from it... He nods, eyeing the three small corpses dubiously before he points to one of the small crates on the docks "Grab one of those, the ~small~ ones. And leave the frevets in it's place. I'll send one of the girls for it, or do it myself if they haven't skinned anything before" He turns, showing the trade is done, his face sliding into the mask of pleasant nonchalance as he directs his attention to the Lady

[0:40] Evela Lannock turns to study the huge quiver of arrows, "How long do you plan to be out hunting sir? Only it does seem like a great many arrows."

[0:40] Jonah Sands: "Now Lady, how may I help you and what brings you to the outpost?"

[0:41] Esther Repine jutts out her elbow to nudge Dream, and nearly flings the dead things in her face. "Did good, didn't I?"

[0:43] Dream Resistance winces away from the carcasses, her hand rising to grab Esthers wrist and guide the handful down, "Yes...you did...fabulous." She coughs a couple times, covering short, puntuated laughs. As Jonah's back was turned she let go of Esthers hand and took a few steps forward behind him, benting neatly double to snatch the scroll up off the deck, her eyes scanning over the letters. This would help her efforts to teach her tribe, for sure

[0:43] Evela Lannock looks away from the arrow. "Sheer despairing accident sir. I was en route to Laura." She frowns, "As it turns out I needed to stop and change." her tone is exasperated. "I will have a boat come and collect me tomorrow. Tehy are sending word. Unfortunatly they could not wait for me and I most certianly could not go forward in that state."

[0:45] Esther Repine shuffles around Dream and Jonah, turning so her back isn't to him.. she didn't trust him after all. How could you trust a guy who would make smelly puppets? She slinked her way around to where he indicated the crate was. "Help me with this?" she asked Dream.

[0:47] Evela Lannock leans around Jonah to call helpfully, "Don't forget the scroll!"

[0:47] Jonah Sands nods "I see Lady, well, I will have some business at some point in Laura, but you are welcome to stay here until the boatman comes. And in deference to your current situation I will only charge a token five copper for food, refreshment and lodgings for this night"

[0:49] Dream Resistance looks at the woman and shakes the scroll that she'd just picked up off the deck, "Got it Lady, and thank you for your oh so generous donation to those less fortunate." She emphasized her high caste accent and tucked the scroll into the top of her shirt, moving to join Esther in picking up one of the smaller crates.

[0:50] Evela Lannock blinks. "so little? that is most kind of you. But I am not without means if the starndard price is greater." She is very booksmart this scribe, but her commonsense . . .well . . .judge for yourselves. She smiles and waves a magnanimus welcom to the girls even as she moves away from them.

[0:50] Esther Repine dropped the frevet where the crate was and held up her hand in a mock salute. "So long, and thanks for all the larma!"

[0:52] Jonah Sands smiles warmly, though he has still not quite grasped the fact that a smile is supposed to reach the eyes, he waves a hand dismissively "No lady, I would not be one to take advantage of a Lady in that way. besides, perhaps you could send some business my way when you reach Laura."

[0:52] Jonah Sands cuts a lightly amused glance to Esther before returning his attention to the woman

[0:53] Dream Resistance blinked at the woman's wave, shaking her head slightly as she helps Esther with the small crate. She'd need to return later to alleviate the "red" issue of her hair color. This was not a nickname she'd endure long

[0:54] Evela Lannock nods and gives studies him, her own gaze obscured by her veils, "Business? of what sort sir? Have you need of a scribe? or fresh scrols for your scribery?" of course he has a scribery! who doesn't have a scribery?

[0:55] Esther Repine whistles a little tune as she strides off, cutting in with some lyrics. "Oh.. there's a trader 'round the corner.. whose sometimes not so friendly.."

Tarna Goes Meterless!

Tarna, from this point forward, will be one of the first panther sims to return to non-metered status. While the meter is an rp tool, all too often use of a meter causes unwanted side-effects and draws unwanted guests. As such, along with our commitment to roleplay, we will be eliminating meters in favor of rp combat. This format requires roleplayers to be mature, sharing roleplayers, willing to give and take. We know everyone from Tarna has this level of maturity, and hope that our growing number of visitors will maintain this as well. Enjoy your roleplay everyone, and we hope you find this new step toward focusing on roleplay to be an appropriate holiday gift!

Happy Holidays and Happy New Year!
~Tarna Admin Team

Help Wanteds!

The trading post on Tarna Island is seeking a few people to help secure and encourage the trade that goes on there. If you're a sailor, caravan leader, smuggler, or guard and are interested in obtaining work, contact Jonah Sands at the post!

Welcome Jonah!

Everyone please make Jonah feel welcome! He's our new chief merchant in the trading post and is already taking active steps to draw guards, sailors, and other trade to our shores, as well as discussing ways to regulate trade between the post and the camp. We're really excited to have someone who's already so motivated. Thank you for joining the team Jonah, and welcome!