Post by Daubee on Mar 11, 2008 17:34:48 GMT -5
“And then, their fighters disembarked, the birds with their riders swept away, up into the black, vicious sleeting sky, to light the oily rags one by one, in the clay flasks of tharlarion oil and hurl them, from the heights of the sky, down onto the decks of ships of Cos and Tyros. I did not expect a great deal of damage to be done by these shattering bombs of burning oil, but I was counting on the confluence of three factors the psychological effect of such an attack, the fear of the outflanking fleets, whose numbers could not yet well have been ascertained, and, in the confusion and, hopefully, terror, the unexpected, sudden loss of their commander.”
Raiders of Gor, page 276
These flasks I knew, were filled with tharlarion oil, and the rags that corked them had been soaked in the same substance.
Raiders of Gor, page 274
And then, their fighters dis- embarked, the birds with their riders swept away, up into the 'black, vicious sleeting sky, to light the oily rags, one by one, in the clay flasks of tharlarion oil and hurt them, from the heights of the sky, down onto the decks of ships of Cos and Tyros. I did not expect a great deal of damage to be done by these shattering bombs of burning oil, but I was counting on the confluence of three factors: the psychological effect of such an attack, the fear of the outflanking fleets, whose numbers could not yet well have been ascertained, and, in the confusion and, hopefully terror, the unexpected, sudden loss of their commander.
Raiders of Gor, page 276
Then the first of the tarns returned to the flagship, having cast down its flaming bombs of burning oil.
Raiders of Gor, page 276
Raiders of Gor, page 276
These flasks I knew, were filled with tharlarion oil, and the rags that corked them had been soaked in the same substance.
Raiders of Gor, page 274
And then, their fighters dis- embarked, the birds with their riders swept away, up into the 'black, vicious sleeting sky, to light the oily rags, one by one, in the clay flasks of tharlarion oil and hurt them, from the heights of the sky, down onto the decks of ships of Cos and Tyros. I did not expect a great deal of damage to be done by these shattering bombs of burning oil, but I was counting on the confluence of three factors: the psychological effect of such an attack, the fear of the outflanking fleets, whose numbers could not yet well have been ascertained, and, in the confusion and, hopefully terror, the unexpected, sudden loss of their commander.
Raiders of Gor, page 276
Then the first of the tarns returned to the flagship, having cast down its flaming bombs of burning oil.
Raiders of Gor, page 276