Gants of Gor
This research is done on the series of books written by John Norman, the comments in italics are mine and my point of view.
Woman of Gor
I was interested in the fauna of the river and the rain forest. I recalled, sunning themselves on
exposed roots near the river, tiny fish. They were bulbous eyed and about six inches long, with
tiny flipperlike lateral fins. They had both lungs and gills. Their capacity to leave the water, in
certain small streams, during dry seasons, enables them to seek other streams, still flowing, or
pools. This property also, of course, makes it possible for them to elude marine predators and,
on the land, to return to the water in case of danger. Normally they remain quite close to the
water. Sometimes they even sun themselves on the backs of resting or napping tharlarion.
Should the tharlarion submerge the tiny fish often submerges with it, staying close to it, but
away from its jaws. Its proximity to the tharlarion affords it, interestingly, an effective protection
against most of its natural predators, in particular the black eel, which will not approach the
sinuous reptiles. Similarly the tiny fish can thrive on the scraps from the ravaging jaws of the
feeding tharlarion. They will even drive one another away from their local tharlarion, fighting in
contests of intraspecific aggression, over the plated territory of the monster's back. The remora
fish and the shark have what seem to be, in some respects, a similar relationship. These tiny
fish, incidentally, are called gints. Explorers of Gor, page 299-300

“See the size of it,” said Ayari.
“I do not think it will attack a canoe,” said Kisu.
Ayari shoved it away from the side of the canoe with his paddle and it, with a snap of its tail,
disappeared under the water.
“I have seen them before,” I said, “but they were only about six inches in length.”
The creature which had surfaced near us, perhaps ten feet in length, and a thousand pounds in
weight, was scaled and had large, bulging eyes. It had gills, but it, too, gulped air, as it had
regarded us. It was similar to the tiny lung fish I had seen earlier on the river, those little
creatures clinging to the half-submerged roots of shore trees, and, as often as not, sunning
themselves on the backs of tharlarion, those tiny fish called gints. Its pectoral fins were large
and fleshy. Explorers of Gor, page 384

Suddenly the girl, from the lagoon, uttered a scream. Immediately I spun about and ran to the
edge of the trees.
“Come to shore!” I called to her.
At the far end of the lagoon, where its channel leads to the river, I saw what had alarmed the
girl. It was a large fish. Its glistening back and dorsal fin were half out of the water, where it
slithered over the sill of the channel and into the lagoon.
“Come to shore!” I said. “Hurry!”
I saw the large fish, one of the bulging-eyed fish we had seen earlier, a gigantic gint, or like a
gigantic gint, it now having slipped over the channel´s sill, disappear under the water.
“Hurry!” I called to her.
Wildly she was splashing toward the shore. She looked back once. She screamed again. Its four-
spined dorsal fin could be seen now, the fish skimming beneath the water, cutting rapidly
towards her.
“Hurry!” I called.
Sobbing, gasping, she plunged splashing through the shallow water and clambered onto the
mud and grass of the bank.
“How horrible it was!” she cried.
Then she screamed wildly. The fish, on its stout, fleshy pectoral fins, was following her out of the
water. She turned about and fled screaming into the jungle. With the butt of the spear I pushed
against its snout. The bulging eyes regarded me. The large mouth now gulped air. It then,
clumsily, climbed onto the bank. I stepped back and it, on its pectoral fins, and lifting itself, too,
by its heavy tail, clambered out of the water and approached me. I pushed against its snout
again with the butt of the spear. It snapped at the spear. Its bulging eyes regarded me. I
stepped back. It lunged forward, snapping. I fended it away. I then retreated backward, into the
trees. It followed me to the line of trees, and then stopped. I did not think it would wish to go
too far from the water. After a moment or so it began to back away. Then, tail first, it slid back
into the water of the lagoon. I went to the water´s edge. There I saw it beneath the surface, its
gills opening and closing. Then it turned about and, with a slow movement of its tail, moved
away. Ayari and Kisu referred to such fish as gints. I accepted their judgment on the matter.
They are not to be confused, however, that is certain, with their tiny brethren of the west.
Explorers of Gor, page 389-390