Viktel Arbizu

We are all very busy and excited as Red Rock has been moved, stone by stone! This marvellous effort was achieved through the tireless work of the noble Chief Scribe, Sir George, and through the wisdom of His Grace the High Pasha. Also, our slaves worked very hard, especially Sabel who did wonders with the plants.

We now have more room to grow.

There are still plenty of small things to change and perfect, and lots of furniture to move, but I hope we can send an invitation to all our friends to visit us soon.

I am so pleased to be part of this exciting city!!

Viktel

 

Allow me to introduce myself. I am Viktel Arbizu, Scribe of the Oasis of the Battle of Red Rock. My early life is a blur, wiped from my mind as I wandered lost in the sands of the Tahari desert in fear of losing my life. Finally I staggered half-dead into the city of Nine Wells. Thanks to the will of the Priest Kings, the first person I met was the most marvelous person in Gor, Griffin Hoorenbeek! Confused, ill, and with a wandering mind I forgot I was a free man and submitted to him and became his slave. I soon recovered my health, if not my memories. A better Master could not be found anywhere, and on the founding of the new Red Rock on the ruins of the old city, when he became His Grace the High Pasha, my happiness in serving him and the new city seemed assured.

 

However, I was occasionally troubled by random memories of that time before I became lost in the desert, and it finally flashed upon me that I was formerly a free man and descendant of the Blue Caste. Any unhappiness at this discovery was totally balanced by my love for His Grace, and I would willingly have served him to the end of my days, but he discovered all and freed me! But even better, he made me the happiest man in Gor by making me his Free Companion.

 

This is the brief history of Sir Viktel Arbizu, who owes everything good in his life to his beloved High Pasha of Red Rock.