Named taverns on Gor

The Belled Collar paga tavern in the city of Ar

The Tavern of Spindius in the city of Ar

The Green Tarn paga tavern in the city of Ar

The Tavern of Sardpeon in Lydius

The Chatka & Curla paga tavern in Telnus on Cos

I returned to the house near the fifth Ahn. I had slept some at the tavern of Cleanthes. I frequented various taverns in Victoria. There were several in the city. There were attractions, so to speak, in each. My favorite on the whole I believe, remained the tavern of Tasdron.
Rogue

I returned to the house near the fifth Ahn. I had slept some at the tavern of Cleanthes. I frequented various taverns in Victoria. There were several in the city. There were attractions, so to speak, in each. My favorite on the whole I believe, remained the tavern of Tasdron.
Rogue

"The Jeweled Ankle Ring bids seventy," I heard.
Slave Girl

"The Perfumed Rope bids eighty copper tarsks," I heard.
Slave Girl

"The Pleasure Silk bids fifty tarsks," I heard.
Slave Girl

"The Belled Collar," I heard, "bids one silver tarsk."
Slave Girl

"The Silver Cage bids eighty-five," I heard. I wept, shuddering.
Slave Girl

"Forty copper tarsks," I heard call from the floor, "from the Tavern of Two Chains."
Slave Girl

"Come home with me now," I said. " I have sought for you long." Returning from the wharves to the house I had not found her on the premises. There had been no sign of forced entry or struggle. Anxious, I had begun to search the public places of Victoria. Then after two Ahn or searching, I had found her here, near the wharves, unattended, in the tavern of Hibron, a miserable tavern, a low place, called the Pirate's Chain.
Rogue

“There are many paga taverns in Port Cos, Master,” said the first. “Not all are named for flowers or fruits. There is the Cage, the Jewels of Telnus, Artemidorus’ Cargo, the Secret Basement, the Hold,, the Scarlet Whip, the Tavern of the Collar of the Two Chains, and many others.”
“I am pleased to hear it,” I said. “I take it that you are all friends.”
“Yes, Master,” said the first.
“The Veminium and the Larma are owned by brothers,” said the first.
“They are near one another,” said the second.
I was pleased to hear these things. The girls were friends, which suggested they might be from similar style and level institutions. Certainly girls from high taverns and from low taverns seldom consort with one another. And two of the places were owned by brothers and were near one another. These were connections, at least of some sort.
“And what of the girls at the Larma?” I asked. “Are they expensive?”
“We, like those at the Dina and Veminium, are affordable,” she said. “Our uses go much for the standard prices.”
“Were the girls at the Larma all once larmas?” I asked.
Renegades

“Who are you?” I asked the slaves.
“Roxanne, of the Dina, slave of Simonides, taverner of Port Cos,” said the first.
“Korinne, of the Veninium, slave of Agathocles, taverner of Port Cos,” said the second.
Yakube, of the Larma, slave of Panicrates, taverner of Port Cos,” said the third.
Renegades