said. 'We will have another.'
'Perhaps not,' I said.
'The human being cannot even kill with its teeth,' it said.
I shrugged.
'But let us not quarrel,' it said. 'I am so pleased that you are here, and I am so fond of you.'
'Out on the ice,' I said, 'we saw, or seemed to see, in the lights in the sky, your face.'
Its lips drew back. 'You did,' it said.
'The lights are most normally seen in the fall and spring,' I said, 'near the time of the equinoxes.'
'That is clever of you,' it said.
'What we saw then,' I said, 'was artificially produced.'
'Yes,' it said, 'but it is not unlike the natural phenomenon. It is produced by saturating the atmosphere with certain patterns of charged particles. These patterns may be arranged in given orders, to correspond to alphabetic characters, either in a Kur tongue or, say, in Gorean. The lights, apparently a natural phenomenon, are thus used as a signaling device to Kur groups and their human compatriots.'
'Ingenious,' I said.
'I permitted my visage to be depicted in the lights to honor you, and welcome you to the north,' it said.
I nodded.
'Would you like another drink?' it asked.
'Yes,' I said.
'Your complex,' I said, 'is doubtless impressive. Would you show me about it?'
'I can do so without leaving this room,' it said. It then, turning various dials, illuminated what I had taken to be the darkened portholes, or some other sort of aperture, in the walls, which I now saw were recessed screens, coordinated with various, movable cameras, operated from the room. By means of these cameras, and the various screens, I was given to understand the immensity and intricacy of the complex. Some of the screens were over my head but, lifted to the poles, those above, I, clinging to the poles, could see well. The beast moved easily on the poles beside me.
'It is very impressive,' I said.
'It is mostly automated,' said the beast. 'We have only two hundred humans here and some twenty of our people.'
'That is incredible,' I said. Clearly the complex was tiers in depth and pasangs in width.
'It was simple to gyroscopically stabilize and mine an ice island,' it said. 'We have created this within the ice, and the mined ice is simply shredded and discarded in the sea, attracting no attention.'
'You wanted to close the tabuk off in their northward migration to drive the red hunters south and away from the area?' I asked.
'Particularly before the winter,' it said, 'when they might roam too far northward on the ice.'
'There is a fantastic amount of stores here,' I said.
'Electrical equipment, explosives, weapons, supplies, vehicles,' it said. 'And much, much more.'
'It would take years to assemble this depot,' I said.
'It did,' it said. 'But only recently did I assume command.'
'The Kur invasion then, using this staging area, is iniminent.'
'We did not wish to risk the great fleet,' it said. 'With this depot we need bring in, in the fierce strike, little more than the hibernated marches.' A march is a Kur military expression. It refers to twelve bands and their officers. It consists of between twenty-one hundred and twenty-two hundred animals.
'In twelve Kur hours, all cities on Gor can be destroyed,' it said.
'What of the Priest-Kings?' I asked.
'I do not think they can meet an attack in force,' he said.
'Are you sure of that?' I asked.
'I am sure,' he said, drawing back his lips about his fangs.
'Though not all are sure,' he said.
'That is why the great fleet is not being risked?' I asked.
'Of course,' he said. 'I could urge the launching of the great fleet. But then I am only a simple soldier. Others stand higher on the cliff than I.'
'Troopships, beaching their personnel, should be sufficient,' I said, 'given the supplies present here.'
'Yes,' he said, 'on the assumption that the Priest-Kings are as weak as I speculate.'
'Why do you think them weak?' I asked.
'The Nest War,' he said. 'Surely you have heard of it.'
'I have heard stories,' I said.
'I believe them true,' he said. 'Now is the time for the People to strike.' He looked at me. 'Oh, I could have your mind torn open, and could break you, or kill you, as anything can be torn and broken, or killed, but, in the end I, at best, would know only what you believed to be true, and that may or may not be true.' He dropped down to the floor, and I dropped down beside him. 'Priest-Kings are clever,' he said.
'I have heard that,' I said.
'I think I could not break you,' he said. 'I think I could only kill you.'
I shrugged.
'You are like a Kur,' he said. 'That is why I like you.' He put a heavy paw on my shoulder. 'It would be wrong for you to die in the machine of truth,' he said.
'There are many valuable supplies in the complex,' I said. 'What if they should fall into the hands of the Priest-Kings?'
'There is an arrangement to prevent that,' he said.
'I had thought there would he,' I said. Not all areas in the complex, I was confident, had been scanned by the cameras I had seen. The overhead tracks, too, those controlling the movements of neck-chained slaves, presumably did not reach to all areas.
'What are Priest-Kings like?' asked the beast. 'Are they like us?'
'No,' I said, 'they are not like us.'
'They must be fearsome things,' said the beast.
I thought of the lofty, delicate, golden creatures. 'Perhaps,' I said.
'Have you ever seen one?' he asked.
'Yes,' I said.
'You do not wish to speak?' he asked.
'No,' I said. 'I would prefer not to speak.'
He put both paws on my shoulders. 'Good,' he said. 'You are loyal. I will not press you!'
'Thank you,' I said.
'But someday,' he said, 'we will know.'
I shrugged. 'Perhaps,' I said. 'I do not know.'
'Let us speak of less sensitive topics,' he said.
'Agreed,' I said.
We returned to the table, on which reposed the paga.
'How was I captured?' I asked.
The beast poured another glass of paga for each of us. 'That was simple,' it said. 'A gas was introduced into your shelter of snow, from the outside, rendering you, and the others, unconscious.
'Imnak was on guard,' I said.
'The red hunter, like Karjuk?' he asked.
'Yes,' I said.
'Karjuk spoke to him and he, a rational fellow, in the light of economic and prudential considerations, joined us promptly.'
'I never doubted that Imnak was a man of decision,' I said.
'Do not be bitter,' he said.
'What would you think if a Kur betrayed his own kind?' I asked.
He looked at me, startled. 'It could not happen,' he said.
