The Pharos

In conversation with Dominick the Brewer of Gor

"The lady Ostia is another Arian." He continued with Dominick when he returned his attention and then he waved off Aurel to attend to her Master, the hit little bitch. He said it, the thing about the Arian, like he was trying to jog Dominick’s memory because at this point the cities more powerful and usually wealthier land owners were Arians and there was only a 2/8 Cosian portion of the senate right now. Port Cos offered the rare focal point where the Port Cosian and not exactly friendly to Ar, and the Arian, not exactly friendly to Port Cos, struggled outright for financial control of the busy commerce port. Where better to stop, if you were a merchant ship about to run out through the Vosk channel toward Port Kar and Cos, or on the way back from the same place? Agrippa looked up at the Pharos, the tall, cylindrical structure which lay on a promontory at the southwesternmost point of the harbor. It was perhaps one hundred and fifty feet high. It tapered upward and was perhaps some twenty feet in diameter at the top. It was yellow and red in horizontal sections the color of the builders and warriors, the builders the caste that had supervised its construction and the warriors the caste that maintained its facilities. It was as much a keep as a landmark. At night in the virtues of fires and mirrors it served as a beacon:: I’m thinking about moving into the Pharos myself. Or I would, if it weren’t for all the stairs. I don’t mind the place on goat hill.