Well that was dramatic! I’m Ellen, Ellen of Jarlahiem. I’m from Britannia but my Ma (Essa of Jarlahiem) decided that myself and my brother would have a better life on the island of Jorvik. My brother. I can’t even speak his name. He ran of and left Ma and I all alone. On his 14th - two years ago- he went to join the Valedale clan. “Respect his choice” the elders tell us. I hope he failed initiation.
I’ve lost you haven’t I? 3 years ago tomorrow Joh Jarl died, leaving the island of Jorvik divided into clans. He told us that at the age of 14 (when we become adults) each of us could chose which clan we wish to join. Tomorrow I’ll be at my ceremony. I think I want to rejoin Jarlahiem - the animal farmers. Over in the Epona clan they farm plans. We farm animals and corn. Our clans used fight to fight a lot over land until we built a fence.
Now I can see you wondering about the other clans and their jobs. I suppose its very different in your day. The Firgrove clan mines coal and cuts wood, Valedale is in charge of keeping the balance of the island right, Silverglade is full of trades men and women, Cape west clan do fishing. Then there’s the Kalters. They’ve just disappeared but they live up North. Also there’s the Town of Pinta, which is the center of trades and life here. Tomorrow we’ll ride there for the ceremony.
At the ceremony each of us will state what clan we wish to join. Then we’ll train for a year to join that clan: 15 is the age you can start work. Each clan has its own breed of horse, and we’ll be partnered with our soul horses. We were born together, even if we didn’t know it, and we’ll die together, defending the island of the force called Garnok.
Garnok is evil and in our half a century of living he has appeared 4 times, and taken lives. He mainly takes the Valedale clan trainees, but there have been a few from other clans too. Ma is calling for bed now, its a big day tomorrow.