Variety Section

Thanks to all that made it to the Masquerade Party. All that attended had a wonderful time. The costumes everyone chose were wonderful.  Well done and applaud yourselves as well for being as creative as you were.

 

Here are the results of the votes:

  Most Original: Marsh Beetle aka Kitty S Vance

  Funniest: UbaraofIce aka Amelia Brand

  Scariest: RedDeathPlague aka akina

  Most Creative: A tie between four people

UbaraofIce aka Amelia BrandSchendi Parrot aka India HunterSchendi Flora aka Rosana CristosCrested Lit Bird aka Tom Chist

 

Thanks again for a night of fun and well deserved laughs. Kudos to the Citizens and Guests of Schendi.

Sakari aka Masqued Dancer

by India D Hunter

Una could not care less if others creatures lived or died. They were meaningless to her, for nothing other than her own wants and desires ever touched her cold black heart. Each day, one of the sisters would enter the garden and delay Lar Torvis a little longer each day until he began to spend almost all of his time in the gardens.

 

The northern parts of the world began to grow colder and colder until it was mostly ice. Very few creatures could survive there and only the heartiest of plants. Soon it was covered in snow and ice. Some of the creatures fled the lands, calling to Gor, "What has become of Lar Torvis? His visits are so seldom now, and when he is here it is only for a short time! Our lands have become ice, our crops have gone dormant, are we to starve and die now?" 

Gor listened to their complaints and fears and then went in search of Lar Torvis. Soon he found him in the gardens, speaking to one of the sisters. As Lar Torvis began his journey across the sky, Gor noticed that, as one sister left, another took her place, and heard as she called out to Lar Torvis, "Oh Lar Torvis, please don't leave me. I am so alone and growing colder all the time." Lar Torvis quickly returned to the garden to warm the sister, again falling into conversation with her to keep her from being lonely. After many ahns Lar Torvis again wished her well and started on his way. Gor noticed then as she left the gardens, the three sisters met and another took her place once again calling out to Lar Torvis, "Please Lar Torvis, you must return. See how I shiver? See how I cry of loneliness?" Lar Torvis, feeling once again that he had failed to warm and comfort

the beautiful maid, returned to the gardens. Gor spoke out. "Lar Torvis, I see that you spend all of your time in these gardens while the rest of the world turns to ice and many die."

 

"Oh but Gor ... how can I leave such a beautiful maid cold and lonely? She keeps calling to me to warm her and keep her company." 

 

Gor then called to the other two sisters to come out and show themselves. As the sisters came out, Lar Torvis was amazed to see that there were three such beautiful young maids, but Gor had heard of the sisters and the mischief they had stirred.

"Yes, there are three, and they have taken turns enticing you as they have done many Gorean men before you. Beyond their pretty faces is nothing more than darkness, for they have no light within them. No more will they be a problem. Our days will now be divided. There will be light and there will be darkness. You, Lar Torvis, will bring light and warmth as always." Lar Torvis spent his ahns traveling the sky to nurture and warm, resting only when he reached the far shore. 

 

"For their crimes against this world," continued Gor, "The three sisters will forever live in the darkness to shed their cold light to guide the way for any that travel. They will be admired for their beauty but never touched. They will forever be in each other's company and no other; However, for every Gorean born, a small light will shine in the sky to remind them of all they will never have." With that said, the three sisters were tossed to the sky. And that is how we got three moons.