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The fifty Serpent Ships led by 'The Merciless' had travelled far from the
Southern Thassa. Manned by the rugged seafaring Men of Torvaldsland, and
packed with goods, livestock
and slaves from the Plains of The Wagon Peoples, they were now reaching
journey's end.
Standing in the Prow, on this early morn, the figure of a large Man clad in Black and wearing the Horned Ceremonial Helm could be discerned through the early morning mist rising from the Thassa. A horn is heard from the high steep cliffs of a fiord, followed by the sounding of hundreds of others, filling the air with haunting sounds. From each ship, answering horns are heard, a welcoming and a greeting .......
' Jotunheim Landfall'
The great Serpent ships entered the fiord, sailing between the dark high cliffs. Horns announcing their arrival as they progressed up the ever narrowing waterway. Their progress involving many zig-zag manouvers and sometimes a complete reversal of direction as if returning to the sea, all to avoid hidden underwater, natural and manmade, obstructions which could sink any ship encountering them. Eventually the fiord opened into a vast valley, dotted with farms and surrounded by high snow capped peaks, entrances to other smaller valleys can be seen leading off the main one. At the foot of the great sweep of the valley the anchorage can be seen and the Great Hall with its protective Palisade. As the Merciless neared the anchorage, Torvaldslanders of all status levels thronged to the waters edge, cheering, shouting and waving. Warriors shaking great axes over Their heads in welcome. FW waving, some weeping and calling out in Their excitement. Slaves male and female laughing, shrieking and leaping. UTAR leapt from the ship onto the oars, leaping from oar to oar as they ploughed into the waters and rose, from oar to oar He progressed circling the great ship as it neared the land, finally leaping once more onto the deck and standing in the prow waving to His People. A great roar of cheering from both shore and ships accompanied this athletic feat known as the Oar Dance. Finally the ship arrived at shore and was quickly moored. The Men of Jotunheim had returned. Free Men, Free Women and slaves alike rushed forward greeting Their Men, Jarls, and Friends, laughing, weeping, overjoyed. Free Men carried the Jarl on Their shoulders to His Great Hall..... There would be many days of feasting.
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Torvaldsland is located in the North of Gor, the Men being fierce, proud and in size larger than the usual Gorean humans. Apart from the City of Kassau, Torvaldslanders live in often mountain locked lands at the end of fiords terminating in the Sea of Thassa, virtually unapproachable excepting through the well guarded, treacherous and booby trapped waters of the fiords. Others live on rocky, easily defended isles off the coast of the mainland. Food is provided by the farming of crops and livestock, fishing and raiding (viking). All Men having a trade of some sort as well as being Warriors and Seafarers. The Rulers in Torvaldsland are The High Jarls, equivalent to the Ubar of the South and just as powerful. He has under His Leadership other Jarls, Captains and Warriors and Free Men.
Free Women are treated with great respect by the Men of Torvaldsland.
Female slaves are known as bondmaids and male slaves as thralls. The majority of slaves are owned by the Jarl but some are individually owned by the other Masters (Jarls) of the land. Both male and female slaves are lively, spirited and in many ways have less restrictions than those of the south, but all are totally obedient or suffer severe punishment.
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Visitors are asked to read Guidelines for Visitors NOTE: We are not tolerant of Vistors who do not show Us the courtesy of reading before entering. The rules are the rules of Jotunheim - pay close to attention to them - They ARE enforced. If these rules are not to Your liking then do not enter.
Jotunheim is a Torvaldsland Kill Zone:
Harass or attack a Jotunheim Free Woman or a slave, or Those living here and so under Jotunheim protection, also means death on the spot. We will not tolerate such behaviour so far from the realism of the books. You have been warned (Note: See Assassin rule below)
"...the word for Stranger is the same as the word for Enemy.." This is Gor... harsh, beautiful and wild. Be Gor or be dead.
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