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the Woman of Thorfinn Skullsplitter,
High Jarl of the Inlet of the War Arrow and Torvaldsland
and how that came to be
At the command of Lady Precious Rose I was freed ... dressed in worn leathers and boots ... a small dagger and a few gold coins I left Port Kar on foot.
Taking to the canals, papers of manumission in hand, I covered my head and the lighter band of flesh around my neck with the cowl of a cloak.  Purchasing passage down the Vosk heading back toward the crossing at the tiny settlement, Port of Tafa.  With the skills learned on training, I was employed by the Black Slavers of Shendi, to accept slaves from one agent, then ship them where they would be met and transfered again on the Thassa.   Paid in gems and jewels, the money was stashed and used sparingly to build the Training Hall I had dreamed of.   As the Port grew, frustrations rose and situations came to a head. 
 
Taking a training position with Kashul of Aramath, I left with my property and headed south to the Voltai Mountains ... settling deep within a ravine, sheltered by sheer walls and a single narrow path as the entrance, I study and taught once again.   Time passed and before long I was offered a job training in the FSS and once again I moved.  This time however my home was not as safe, secluded it offered too Many a chance to try their hand and skills at capturing a solitary Woman.  When the offer to relocate to Ar came by word of the Ubar, I packed my bags and settled within the walls of the Great City of Ar.  Comfortable in my cottage, training the City Chattel where my training room had an open door to All.
 
One day He entered watching in silence His presence was confusing and unnerving.  I had met Him before long before while tracking down an errant slave from Tafa.  He had been to sea for a long time and it showed in the hardness of his physical appearance.  After several visits, I invited him to dinner.  As he consumed the meal, we conversed and enjoyed each others company.  As it is decided at times, the Free Men decide the fate of a Woman and so was my fate decided.  Claimed as His Woman, packed and transported to Port Kar I awaited His arrival in the Holdings of Bolt Sarakai.  Upon His ship, my possessions were transported by ship and I was sent by tarn to await His arrival at the Main Hall within the Inlet of the War Arrow of Torvaldsland, his home.
 
Each day that passes the Inlet becomes more my home, where my soul is complete and my heart once again whole.  Under His command, I am learning to be the Woman He needs.
 
 
Take heart my journey as a Woman has just begun ....

"..a form of life in which, in many ways, you are strictly and uncompromisingly controlled, but one in which, in other ways, your deepest desires and needs need no longer be restrained, but may be, fully liberated, a form of life in which you, though categorically subjected to the perfections of absolute discipline, that of the total slave, are, paradoxically free to be yourself."
Book 20, Players of Gor, page 19