I thought my city to be truly the most beautiful, its variegated lofty cylinders rising so gently, so joyfully, among the calm, green hills. An ancient poet, who incredibly enough to the Gorean mind had sung of the glories of many of the cities of Gor, had spoken of Ko-ro-ba as the Towers of the Morning, and it is sometimes spoken of by that name."
(Outlaw of Gor, page 39)
"Ko-Ro-Ba lay in the midst of green and rolling hills, some hundreds of feet above the level of the distant Tamber Gulf and that mysterious body of water beyond it, spoken of in Gorean simply as Thassa, the Sea...
(Outlaw of Gor, page 39)
KO-RO-BA: Also known as "The Towers of the Morning," this city was once destroyed but has long since been, rebuilt. Found high in the northern latitudes of Gor, NW of Ar and one thousand pasangs from the Sardar Mountains and described as a city of lofty cylinders, set among rolling green hills. It is a cultural center similar to Ar, but its citizenry is known for their fierce love of independence.
The city produces many excellent Warriors. It is somewhat similar to the city of Athens during the Hellenistic Period of ancient Greece, on Earth. Ko-ro-ba is in a perpetual state of semi-war with the city of Treve.
Ko-ro-ba lay in the midst of green and rolling hills, some hundreds of feet above the level of the distant Tamber Gulf and that mysterious body of water beyond it, spoken of in Gorean simply as Thassa, the Sea. Ko-ro-ba was not set as high and remote as for example was Thentis in the mountains of Thentis, famed for its tarn flocks, but it was not a city of the vast plains either, like the luxurious metropolis of Ar, or of the shore, like the cluttered, crowded, sensuous Port Kar on the Tamber Gulf.
Where as Ar was glorious, a city of imposing grandeur, acknowledged even by its blood foes; whereas Thentis had the proud violence of the rude mountains of Thentis for its setting; whereas Port Kar could boast the broad Tamber for her sister, and the gleaming, mysterious Thassa beyond, I thought my city to be truly the most beautiful, its variegated lofty cylinders rising so gently, so joyfully, among the calm, green hills.
"Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 5"
An ancient poet, who incredibly enough to the Gorean mind had sung the glories of many of the cities of Gor, had spoken of Ko-ro-ba as the Towers of the Morning, and it is sometimes spoken of by that name.
The actual word Ko-ro-ba itself, more prosaically, is simply an expression in archaic Gorean referring to a village market.
"Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 5"
A fee is charged to enter the city
Weapons, by order of the city, are surrendered at the gate
The men of Skjern seldom ventured as far south, or as much inland, as Ko-ro-ba, the Towers of the Morning. Haakon, with his tarnsmen, it seemed, came in peace. They paid for their entry into the city, claiming to need supplies for ventures in trading. Their weapons, for they were a goodly number of warriors from a distant state, were surrendered at the great gate, to be returned to them upon their departure. In Ko-ro-ba the scabbards of Haakon of Skjern and his men would, by the order of the city, be empty. What was there to fear of a Haakon of Skjern with an empty scabbard?
Buildings are cylinders, connected by innumerable bridges
When I returned to Ko-ro-ba with Talena, a great feast was held and we celebrated our Free Companionship. A holiday was declared, and the city was ablaze with light and song.
Shimmering strings of bells pealed in the wind, and festive lanterns of a thousand colours swung from the innumerable flower-strewn bridges. There was shouting and laughter, and the glorious colours of the castes of Gor mingled equally in the cylinders.
Ko-ro-ba is a colorful city
Endless flat cylinders of varying sizes and colors
Narrow colorful bridges
But as I stood at the window, I knew that this could not be my mother planet. The building in which I found myself was apparently one of an indefinite number of towers, like endless flat cylinders of varying sizes and colours, joined by narrow, colourful bridges that arched lightly between them.
Bridges are narrow, about a yard wide
No rails on bridges
High bridges are over a thousand feet up from the ground
The Older Tarl and I had made a round of taverns in the various cylinders, and I recall toddling precariously, singing obscene camp lyrics along different narrow bridges, about a yard wide without rails, and the earth somewhere below - how far I had no idea at the time. If we were on the high bridges, it would have been more than a thousand feet away.
Inns and taverns in Ko-ro-ba
Too, there seemed nothing menacing in the way in which Haakon spent his time in Ko-ro-ba. He seemed truly to be arranging for supplies, and his men, in their leisure, gambled and drank in the inns and taverns of the city, spending their time striking up acquaintances with men here and there, other tarnsmen, mostly men like themselves, from other cities, now, too, by coincidence within the walls of Ko-ro-ba.
Field Gate is southernmost gate (indicates other gates exist in the walls around the city of Ko-ro-ba)
The caravan, wagon by wagon, made its way slowly toward Ko-ro-ba's Street of the Field Gate, which is the southernmost gate of the city.