The Sun is high in the sky, there is not a cloud to see!
Let the Tournament of the Sun begin!
Come one, come all, the fields of Dawn in Anvil to compete in challenges of might and of magic for the Glory of the Empire!
Not all is grim and grimy - let the heroes of the Empire test their strength against each other for love, to the cheers of the gathered crowd!
Festivities will continue until the Sun has long since yawned it’s lonely way to bed! Drink, music, food and traditional dancing for all!
Never to be outdone, the folk of Dawn invite the people of the Empire to join them in a Tournament of arms and war magic, with musicians and bards and plenty of refreshments for participant and watcher alike!
Thanks to Becca Jones for the words and Steph Morris for the icons.