Ostias wild Ride

Ostia had been going to see the Tharlarion at the Thulman estate, they were great breeders of thoroughbred Tharlarion like the kind a Lady might ride during her sport hunts or out cantering along the green of her estate looking for the goats Agrippa said were out there keeping the lawns short. She was a great equestrian, or as the Goreans called it, Sauridian. And even if she weren’t she would still go out wearing the light brown riding leathers and boots with the little merchant suit top and helmet with veils. It was one of the many outfits you could wear a cloak with and call it a robe!

Ostia was standing at the gate waiting for the chaise to come for her so she could drive up the road onto the estate and see the stables. The Chaise - Also known as a ‘one Lizard/Suaria shay’, this vehicle has an ingenious suspension system, which accounts for its popularity among the higher castes as both transportation and collectible luxury. The body is suspended on leather straps, called thorough braces, and the seat is mounted on wooden cantilevered springs, making for its “comfortable” ride. The weight of the occupants is over the axle, making the vehicle well-balanced and easy on the Lizard/Suaria. While she wait, with her faithful charming handmaiden mara tied up to a post, with her little silks pulled up baring her most Gorean of parts, the beautiful lady Deva came to meet her, responding to her letter earlier that they should meet and try to settle their differences.

Delighted to meet her there and at last discuss their issues, Ostia and Deva got into the carriage together and mara was stuffed under the bench. To say that the ride on the shay was uneventful would be a terrible oversight. It was lovely and mild with effortless laughter and frivolity! Mara might suggest that the shay nearly crashed several times along the way teetering from one big wheel to the next, when Ostia whipped the tharlarion, and drove it down the road chattering away as if there was nothing to the careening speed. Mara might disagree that there was nothing to the bursts of dusts that she set along the estate private road, but mara was just a slave! Who would listen to her anyway? A scribe called Meri might erroneously say that she was nearly killed when they stopped to pick her up. Some observers at the stables might mistakenly observe that their heads were nearly chopped off when she pulled it into the stables.

But the conversation along the way had been very satisfactory to Ostia, surely that was what was important about their little ride? Her and Deva seemed to strike up a lovely friendship, despite the strange way that Deva screamed sometimes while they were talking. They promised to vacation together soon, in a little sporting hunt out in the game grounds of the Torwood grove beyond the Toll road. After that Meri and Deva decided to take another shay back to the plaza and Ostia was worried about them because they looked very pale and might be sick.




Then she bought the grey male and some of his sire, the one they had watched humping in the stall with the big lizard member, which is really something everyone should see at least once in their life time. She named him Herman, and then spent two days buying costumes and saddle tack for the upcoming hunt. As well as a Herlit which she named mara but couldn’t get to hunt and was very heavy on her arm and didn’t like her as much as she wished it would. Everything was going marvelously.