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Oct 4, 2026 4:59 PM

To Whom it May Concern on Gor

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Dear Fellow Gorean Roleplayers, Due to the unfortunate circumstances surrounding a typist’s apparent inability or unwillingness to follow established Gorean protocols, customs, and codes, I hereby make the following declaration on this day, October 4th, in the Earth year 2026. I, the typist of Melete, do hereby declare that I neither acknowledge nor will I ever acknowledge the character known a…

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Oct 4, 2026 4:36 PM

A hand has passed

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A full hand had passed since I had found myself alone in the forest, and somewhere within those five days the sharpness of my anger had begun to dull into something quieter. The first days had been filled with restless thoughts and an almost constant awareness of the empty space beside me, my mind returning again and again to the same questions. Where was Scar? Was he safe? Had he found what he h…

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Oct 4, 2026 4:38 AM

Attention Gorean Roleplayers

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Hello, everyone. This is the typist behind Melete, and I have a few bones to pick with a few of you… specifically, the typists of certain Vendara Goreans. Today, my blog was hijacked by a ranting woman who apparently believed she was somehow rescuing me from a Gorean FM with whom she has a personal issue. She went so far as to tell me I was welcome for the lesson, as though I owed her some sort…

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Oct 3, 2026 5:47 PM

The third morning…

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I opened one eye, then the other, remaining upon the sleeping furs for a moment longer. Another day without him. I let out a quiet breath before turning my attention to the soft mewling sound coming from nearby. A faint, wispy smile touched my lips as I heard the little cub, and whatever thoughts had been occupying my mind were momentarily set aside. I had much to do today. I rose with astonishi…

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Oct 3, 2026 12:59 AM

A fire, a fight and a message sent.

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The little panther cub slept beneath the shelter of tangled roots while I moved farther into the forest, searching for the things I needed to keep it alive. I had been following the faint trail of a berry-laden shrub when something entirely wrong touched the air. The smoke was the first thing I noticed. It rose above the trees in great, dark billows, too thick and too steady to be from some care…

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Oct 2, 2026 2:16 PM

Life goes on

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I woke slowly, reluctant to leave the warmth of the furs, though there was little reason to linger. The cave was quiet, save for the familiar crackling of the dying fire, and for a moment I lay still, staring into the dimness.  My eyes drifted toward the place where Scar had once slept, and the familiar ache settled into my chest.  Two mornings now I had awakened without him, and somehow the em…

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