Her reaction was when, I directed her to visit my web page of Angles Demons, and look for my name in second generation dynasty of members listed. That's when she saw her name as a follower to me.
She had questions, and I had the answers she was looking for. "I am not a slave. I am done with that. I am trying to earn my Black Silks. (The highest rank a woman in Gor can attain for herself.) Are you my Master?" "Yes. I am your Master technically, even though your not a slave girl anymore." "What do I have to do for you?" Looks at her body with anticipation. "Nothing, really. Just continue as you are." "No! Your pulling my silks!" "Nothing, your just a follower for me. But, if you want to become an Immortal I will ask you again in a few days." "What does that mean? I don't understand." "An Immortal can take SL souls and converts humans into demons." "If I become one, do I lost my soul?" "Yes. I will take your mortal soul, and give you an Immortal one." "And what about the souls I have in Bloodlines?" "You don't lose them. They stay where they are, because the system for Angels Demons is a different one." "Oh good!"
Arlya, logged in-world, and I needed to go. I took my leave, said "Good Bye" to Princess at Midsomer, and joined up with Arlya in my home.
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