Written by admin on August 3, 2020
Rises up through the thick fog of the boarder between Northern woods and the bitter cold Torvaldsland , stands a Isle as the fog lifts and becomes vapor. Port Hulnet comes into view. Were the old ways are still a way of life.
Calling Jarls, Northern women, bonds and thralls. Be part of a the old ways of Gor. Where Jarl’s were Jarl’s and the Free women and bonds knew their place.
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