
So, as Leif and I are still settling in Novgorod, I began to worry about my family. Something in me wanted so badly to know if they were still in Viksfjord or if they had along with many, moved and settled in another area. After a few weeks, Leif had finally received word from a fellow Norse trader that indeed, my brother and Snotra had sailed to a place called Jarlshof. The Norse, particularly men and women from my land took over the ruling class and many of the natives left. However, many remained there and now there is a mixing between Norse people and the people known as the Picts. I am still unclear why my brother and Snotra took their family there. I guess there is great opportunity for trade and profit. I can’t think of any other reason. However, based on the news Leif received, many of the names of places on this particular island are coming from Norse meaning. It is as if many of our people are spreading out and settling in many different forms. I just hope my family is safe. I guess this place they went to, for who knows how long, is walled in and is located on the tip of the island. The houses there are long houses and have thatch rooftops. For some reason that comforted me to hear. Just knowing my brother and Snotra might be safe and protected gives me great comfort. Maybe my brother went over there to try initiating in trading of his incredible artwork. Although he always helped my Father with the farm, his metalwork ability is amazing. He never had the opportunity to practice that in Kaupaung. However, maybe there is an opportunity there for him to practice and make great amounts of profit. My guess is that he decided to journey in search of opportunity. Just as I have. I sure hope he is safe.
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