Sefa Artemesia

Gor

I was raised in my father’s caste as a Green, and eventually was companion twice, bearing my requisite children fairly young to a man of the Red Caste; first I trained at the Port of White Sands. At its fall, another Warrior, and administrator, noticed me as I tended to the wounded for both sides; my nature is not one of discrimination. He took me as his own Companion, for my Father had been well-known; our alliance survived well, bearing profits for both parties – I improved my trade, becoming chief physician until retiring due to a slight and He became an Ubar or a tumultuous state. I barely endured my Companionship. With his increasing love of drink and wench, even after I bore two more children, I in anger seized his daggers and slit his throat in his sleep- this is how I became la kajira. Once enslaved, and labeled traitress , I passed hands easily and cheaply. It was not until I entered the service of a Tuchuk warrior that I was properly trained and branded. To this day, I bear my ring and brand proudly from my time with the Wagon. However, fate conspires to move us all endlessly.

  • Work
    • Kajira
  • Education
    • Green
    • Slave