The Blood Moon is BACK!

Tal Everyone,

It has been a couple years now since I have actively role played in Gor as the infamous antagonistic mamba character known as Nocra. It has been a unique journey for me, spending much of my recent time focusing on other exciting paths in second life but no matter what new forms of role play I have attempted, nothing can compare to the thrilling excitement of true Gorean role play and this character, who has been retired during my period of exploration. Despite everything, my heart and inspiration seems to always be drawn back. And so, the beast awakens.

In light of returning, I've decided to reform the Blood Moon Mamba tribe. I am interested in finding those who have a true desire for in depth role play. The tribe will be as close to the spirit of the books as we can possibly portray. How you might ask considering there are only a handful of book quotes to go upon? Simple. We use the foundation John Norman has laid out as well as the inspiration he drew from real earth based cannibal tribes in historic cultures. Such as those from Africa and the Amazon regions. Combining those two sources (The books and real life historic facts) we are able to accurately play this savage ritualistic based role.

This also means that we are a tribe barbaric in nature. Our main goal is to bring back fear to Gorean role play. How often do people in Gor run around without worry now? It saddens me how many neglect to remember Gor was a scary fucking place to live! And not just the mambas would eat you if you were caught out roaming alone in the woods. We strive to create intensive and realistic role play. Without an antagonist, what thrill is there?

The Blood Moon Mambas, as far as I know, is the oldest role played tribe in Gor (pre-existing SL). We do not associate ourselves with the so called 'ferals' you see bunny hopping across SL or other blatantly misinterpretations of those who attempt to rp as a mamba yet butcher the role completely. Please do your research before deciding to become a mamba as it reflects poorly on all of us.

Currently we are taking up residence in the caves located in the swamps of Arcana. The sim has a unique build and creepy atmosphere. Also it uses a new meter system called GCM which seems to be very interesting and personally I look forward to seeing how it can enhance the role play on the sim via all the crafting and gathering tools it has.

If you are interested in joining our tribe please contact me in world either by IMing me as Nocra Neuman or by locating me in rp at Arcana. Also if you would like to know more information about the history of our tribe or other information regarding the mamba role, please review the posts on my blog dated from 2010. There is some information there that may be beneficial. (Please note that some posts are also simply spoofs for comedic purposes and not to be taken seriously. Those are generally labeled as such.)

Thank you for reading and hope to play with you soon.

*Nocra*
Queen of the Mambas

The Hunt Continues

[2012/04/16 04:26] Nocra Neuman: Orbs as dark as a moonless sky fixated upon the stone-like structure of the bosk sized brute beside her. Raking her gaze downwards she studied the thick cords of muscle that sculpted his chest and torso. Simply stated, he was perfectly sized for a task she needed done and already her cleaver mind was plotting ways to gain his cooperation to see it done.

[2012/04/16 04:31] Vabian Gehring (casair.ivanovic): Had taken little notice to the woman ..Often Women approached him ..those that would bear arms usually to be silenced swiftly..the burden of slavery to be placed upon gentle shoulders ..Yet as steps where taken in his direction he lifted up his gaze '' His eyes scowering over her body in search of imperfections a few where found ..She was however fearsome looking the fact she had a spear granted Vabian additional knowledge ..For one whom was unable to wield such a weapon properly would not encumber themselfs with such a heavy thing '' He would glare at her from the corner of his orbs ..No words to be spoken ..However it was clear this was no ordinary wild Woman ''

[04:37] Nocra Neuman: She inspected him further searching for some form of caste color or city insignia yet found none thus concluding he was either an outlaw or perhaps a mercenary for hire. In either case, such a man might be seeking employment...and though she had no use for coin, perhaps she could manipulate him into some form of barter. "Tal...", she replied in a thickly accented tone of schendi, "I am in...need of something." She paused and rested her gaze upon his face then continued, "You. I have been searching for a man who was built the size of a tem wood tree. I need someone of impressive strength to complete a task for me. Payment terms can be negotiated should you seek to discuss it more."

[04:45] Vabian Gehring (casair.ivanovic): Upon hearing the woman address him a smirk would leave Vabian '' Indeed he was little more then a whore ..For coin the reason as to why strong arm would swing steel in whatever direction was required ..However he was a picky man ..although loyalties would at times falter the man picked his contracts wisely For the man was by no means a army ..Instead he preferred to do things in subtle manner . Opportunity to be grasped with open arms when it presented itself '' He raised his hand in reply to her greeting '' It would waver before his steel helmet for a moment before lowering it ..A gesture was made..a Inclination to follow '' He had no wish to discuss matters of coin among the crowds .. He turned ..his left hand resting comfortably on the hilt of his Tharlion leather bound Gladius as nimble steps where taken removing himself from the many whom stood around and about ''


[04:53] Nocra Neuman She watched him intently, following the path his hand had moved in the symbolic greeting and then again as it dropped low to his hip and gripped hold of his blade. She tensed momentarily wary of the act knowing at any moment it could be drawn and most likely cleave her in half where she stood. Though he did not yield it and merely turned away leaving her puzzled entirely. Was he not interested or...did he wish her to follow? No words had been uttered from his lips to provide explanation so after a moments pause she set foot to path in pursuit of which direction he had headed.


[05:02] Vabian Gehring (casair.ivanovic): A grunt could be heard ..Noises would every now and then leave from behind the steel helmet ..His face for the larger part hidden behind well crafted metal ..His eyes visible however..a shimmer seemed to be upon them ..He admired the Woman to some degree ..She dared approach him in public ..only to speak such bold words..It intrigued Vabian '' He continued to rest his hand upon his blade as suddenly words where spoken ..a Rarity for not Often he spoke out in public '' A heavy southern accent could be noticed ..Obviously he rained from the Thassa Region .'' Speak your tongue ..Utter your thoughts ..and see my reply find your ears '' He fell silent once more his head canting slightly ..A cold breeze to flow trough the Hub as it did often ..He was amazed at how many Women would display themselfs the way they did ..Even this Woman before him . A warm fur surely to be missed .'' Vabian made no mention of it ''

[05:11] Nocra Neuman She was no weak willed docile female, no...had she been such then she would not have survived nearly half a millennium now and during that duration kept hold of her freedom and life. Many mambas seemingly died at younger ages due to the pure hatred most surrounding villages held for them. But Nocra was a cunningly clever woman whose savagery had earned her a position of respect amongst her kind. She lifted the oval line of her jaw revealing the length of her neck unhindered by collar, a proud and silent statement that would inform him that she was no slave despite her unusual garb. "I seek vengeance.", she stated bluntly, her piercing dark eyes fixed upon him, "but not death. Should I seek death it will be given by my own hands and not paid for by an assassin. Thus, I assume you may be a mercenary and if true, I have need for such. There is a man whom many years ago robbed me of something that is great value to me. I wish it returned to me. I found him this hand and he claimed it to be lost over time. I wish to know if he lies....and if he does, my property returned to me. And if he does not lie, and truly it is lost....I desire proper compensation to be made and for him to feel the pain and suffering I have felt from its absence so long." She calmly inhaled a breath then concluded, "Now, do you seek employment and if so what payment would you ask?"

[05:25] Vabian Gehring (casair.ivanovic): A hand was brought up ..His right hand this time ..his other hand still resting upon the hilt '' his right hand to tick against his chin as she would utter her words the occasional nod of understanding was offered yet little more . once more his head canted ..eyes fixed firmly upon her collarless neck ..To speak with Vabian was a gamble on itself ..Who was to say he would not betray her should the man she sought make him a better offer ..After she finished speaking Vabian simply stated '' I seek Haven ..Your village ..Camp ..Wherever one hails from ...Entrance when i so please ..Drink and food to be shared .Roof warmth ..Shelter ..and a Fair amount of Coin to keep a man occupied ...The exact amount to depend upon the whereabouts of this man His skills with the blade ..and the potential risk that is involved ..Also i require a location I chase man down ..I place steel in neck ..Or firm knots around arms ..I do not seek to follow Arse Does one understand ? .. '' Vabian was firm ..He had spoken quite a bit for his doing ..yet he wanted his intentions to be clear ..He was no slave by any means ..Nor a wench ..Vabian also had not mentioned his prize ..Yet surely by the looks of his gear and arms it could be seen he was not cheap ..a few silver tarsks not to cut it '' He added '' Should you find these terms to be acceptable i shall venture with yer to wherever you hail ..and further details are to be ..discussed ... He crossed his arms together awaiting reply ..His hand finally leaving the comfort of the hilt of the Gladius only to be placed upon the simple steel hilt of his dagger that was bound over his chest ''

[05:35] Nocra Neuman Her jaw clenched as she mulled over his requirements for acquiring his loyalties for her to command. The shelted in her lands, food, drink were no issue and could easily be provided. Coin however was a bit more of an issue since she had no use for such things as currency. Although for now she kept her features expressionless and unrevealing. If coin was what he sought, then she would find some manner of gaining it she thought confidently. Her arms folded across her chest, fingertips poised against her bicep drumming while she processed his words. After a few ehns of silence she spoke again, her tone sharp...directly to the point, "They are acceptable...though what price of coin do you wish, or would perhaps something of equal value interest you? My lands are rich in minerals....iron ore and gemstones. Perhaps you would wish for those instead of coin? Although if coin is what you demand, then so shall it be." she stated with a rolling shrug of her shoulders. "As for the details concerning the task I seek done. I wish of you to travel to the lands of Skerry of Einar. There you shall locate a man known by his people as Fishbeard....he lives in a hut along the shore, there is a fish mounted on a plaque outside his residence and he often wheres a helm where beneath a long beard flows down his chest. When you find him you will demand for him to give you Emme. He will know what it means...and if he does not, remind him of the mamba who recently paid him visit. Likely he will give you the same tale he gave me, that over time it was lost in the swamps or deny that he ever took it. In which case if you can not locate Emme, then I wish of you to make him pay for it and to take something of him that he values...his beard. You will return to me with either his beard or with Emme."

[05:45] Vabian Gehring (casair.ivanovic): Another smirk left his as he heard her out ..the mention of Gemstones and Ore to be dismissed with a sarcastic grunt '' He replied to her '' You take me for a Merchant Woman? ..Coin is required ..'' Let us venture to where you hail from ..Questions to be asked in comforting surroundings .. And for Pitty sake .Have warm fur rest upon gentle shoulder ..'' Vabian was a Tad bit strange..as a child he had fallen horribly ill due to a simple cold ..even though decades ago he would ensure such never happened again ..All Women to dress warmly around him ..All men to stay clear from his bear chested less they had wish for argument '' No mention of Emme was made..Instead a simple gesture to depart was presented ..He would go into matters further elsewhere ''

[05:50] Nocra Neuman She thought for a moment, perhaps to bring him somewhere that was not her true dwelling would be best, for should he turn on her then he would know the exact location of where to lead her arch nemesis. Yet he seemed observant and she feared that should he suspect he was being deceived that likely that hand that often gripped his sword would see it drawn. In desire to avoid bloodshed...more specifically her own... she decided to bring him into her home to further continue discussion in comfort. Though perhaps he would not find comfort in her humble dwelling considering he seemed to be a man of the southern city ways. "Come then.", she said proudly stalking her way towards the ship that would charter them to the swamps.

[06:01] Vabian Gehring (casair.ivanovic): The journey had been fairly long and his glimpse had not left the Woman ..She was well armed and surely a threat should he be caught off guard 'However she had done little as of yet to send shivers trough his spine ..To call her trustworthy however...That was quite something else '' Finally making it to the edge of the swamp Vabian stepped off the boat right behind Nocra who seemed to be quite familiar with the Terain they had been in ..a thing of note '' The occasional glare of discontent would leave Vabian ..The mud sticking under his boots to be found a bother among other things '' .. He however did not speak his mind ...He had no need to disrespect her .The offer of save haven to be found far too appealing .'' Lead on he muttered '' He made no more mention of the fur over her shoulders..surely he would do so soon ..Yet for now taking in his surroundings kept him occupied ''

[06:06] Nocra Neuman When the flat bottomed boat struck the crumbling docks she lightly swung her legs over the side and lept to shore. Her movements nibble and quick, with light-footed strides she navigated her way through the craggy dead reeds and towards a trampled path. Unhindered by heavy garments she easily managed the task and found herself quickly to dryer ground. She did not pause to look over shoulder to see if he followed nor did she slow pace as she did not wish to linger long in the open where villagers might deduce what plans she was making by speaking with a mercenary. She knew Fishbeard had spies, though it was impossible to know if any were currently about.

[06:15] Vabian Gehring (casair.ivanovic): Had some slight trouble keeping up with the Woman ..His heavy armaments and his skirt causing the occasional distress yet nothing that could not be handled as balance was regained time and time again ..Traits he had picked up during his time in Tyros as a young warrior '' He finally noticed Nocra seemed to Halt as they jumped down into a small cave..it was well hidden indeed .. He glanced around and stated '' Comfort is a overstatement ..Yet it shall suffice '' He simply walked past her and made himself at home ..Almost as if she wasnt present within the cave '' He sat down and uttered '' Dress warmly and we shall have further conversation '' Another smirk left him as he leaned up against the wall ..It could be noted the cave was actually far from cold yet such did not matter to Vabian '' He pulled a small flask of Ka-La-na from his belt and took a gulp letting the liquid poor down his throat the cork of the flask hardly a bother as he stuffed it back on and offered the flask up to her holding it in the Air : '' Surely your lips have not tasted southern sweetness for some time ''..was all that was said regarding the offering''

[06:23] Nocra Neuman Her eyes watched him when he strode past, had she wished him harm that moment would have been the perfect opportunity to lunge forward and pierce him with her dagger. But as enticing as his flesh was....she was more obsessed with the retrieval of her artifact and for such, she knew she would need him...alive. Removing her spear she laid it to rest against a crag in the wall then moved towards the fire tossing another log into its flames. The light quickly intensified brightening the cavern, although additional light she had not needed due to her rare birth defect that had made her eyes as dark as the night and capable of seeing clearly in it...no the light had been granted as a curtsy for him, so that he might be able to see her just as clearly as she could see him. "Had I known tonight I would be entertaining...I would have cleaned up the place.", she stated sarcastically. "As for this garment you keep demanding that I wear, I decline...I am no slave to be commanded and obey at masters whim. And even if I was...I do not have other garments to wear. You will conduct business with me as I am, or not at all. Does my appearance offend you so greatly...city walker?" Her jaw tightened a moment in effort to calm the flash of annoyance that rippled through her and quickly she changed the subject replying to his last statement. "I have seen its effects and do not partake of your magic water as it addles ones brain and lets the spirits possess your body."

[06:34] Vabian Gehring (casair.ivanovic): The man knew well he had taken a Gamble walking past her the way he did ..But then yet again ..she required him ..Not to mention Vabian was a rather large man ..Should his flesh get pierced surely response would of been given in the form of a swift lash ..For decades he had swung the simple Gladius and he was a confident fighter though even the most confident of fighters could easily bleed to death '' Her firm reply was noted as Vabian stated '' One is no slave because i allow you to be as such ..Let us not play the Game of Dominance ..Woman Tis not why we have hailed here is it? ..Keep your distance from me then ..And all shall be well '' He Lowered the flask and stuffed it away around his belt again '' He nodded to her words a laugh left him as he spoke '' Magic water one calls it? '' Another loud laugh left him as he calmed himself and shook his head '' Only fools abuse its contents ..It merely takes the sting of reality away '' a sight could be heard as he leaned back further into the wall '' His fingertips stroking the hilt of the small blade upon his back '' Emma '' A slave? ..A trinket ? ..It matters not ..I shall retrieve it for yer ..Or this beard you seek ..Whatever the man presents ..You do however ..Realize the prize you pay is not very hefty in gold .Realize well ..That i am a wanted man ..The occasional ...''City dweller '' As one might call em to follow carefully chosen footsteps '' .. Tis not my Problem when men bang upon your wooden cellar door and seek my head and all that is present within yer little cave is yer''

[06:42] Nocra Neuman "You think I fear the knock of death upon my door? No, let them come for I welcome it daily. If they be fool enough to enter the dwelling of the mamba people without being guest....then they shall find their way in not so easily won. I simply showed you one way into my home, but there are many others....these tunnels are dark and dangerous. Without light to guide them I doubt they would live longer than a few steps into my domain." Her lips curled back exposing in the flicker of amber flames those lethally filed teeth which had been sharpened for the sole purpose of severing flesh from bone. "For as long as your loyalty stays true to our contract, you are welcomed here and any who haunt you will face the wrath of the Blood Moons." Finishing her speech she moved towards a worn sul sack that had been filled with sand to sit upon, the grains shifted beneath her bottom and contoured perfectly to her body. It was not finely crafted or made of wood...but it was hers. She gestured then for him to sit with her.

[06:52] Vabian Gehring (casair.ivanovic): Vabian simply nodded to her words ..He had yet to see a Mamba encampment slaughter well a armed patrol of southern men yet it was her domain ..surely she knew of what she spoke '' His eyes would gaze into the flames as they flickered before his eyes ..the crackling of the wood a soothing sound to his ears ..One of the few things he was familiar with in the desolate cave '' When she offered for him to sit near her he shook his head ..Vabian''s Greatest draw back his fear to get ill prevented him from such '' I shall sit here '' He stated with loud voice '' Far removed from cold flesh coughs and sneezes '' He leaned forward slightly '' The man i seek resides within these lands? up this very stream? ..A simple fisherman''s hut to be sought ....by what name goes he...and what of his skills with the blade and bow? Would one consider him a large threat ..I would ask of you to speak honestly ..Although the amount of coin required shall determent on this ..Also the very success of your goal is within play should this question not be answered properly '' He sighted and yawned '' Upon your reply i shall rest to regain my strength ..Perhaps when dawn comes and lungs are used to thick swamp air i shall ..explore a bit and familiarize myself with the terrain ''

[06:59] Nocra Neuman "Not here no...you will need to travel to the lands of Skerry of Einar, the boatman knows the way well it is not far.", she answered calmly, "His hut it simple....but he is not to be mistaken for being a simpleton. Many have underestimated him in past...he is a fighter, proud of his skill with the bow...slightly weaker with his blade. A peasants method of fighting, but it has kept him alive for long. His villagers also too are skilled in combat so be deceptive until you have him alone. I would not see you dead and unable to bring me what it is I seek." She gestured to the cots, "You may rest there....I shall leave you to your sleep and got to hunt myself."

[07:06] Vabian Gehring (casair.ivanovic): Very well then ..you have my gratitude ..I shall rest for now and see to it that what you seek is returned to you ..Be it a beard..Or another matter ...Tis not Relevant ..You have my loyalty and my blade Until what you seek is granted to you ..As for the man ..If his skills are a thing of note surely this shall prove to be interesting ..'' He grunted once again before grinning to her '' Mamba ..You have my gratitude '' Vabian removed his helmet and made way over to the cots '' He glanced at her briefly before leaning down

[07:09] Nocra Neuman She gaze him a calculating stare then strode back out into the crisp air. "Rest well.", she uttered closing the gate behind her.