Summer in the North is relatively warm, hot even, in contrast with any other season. Smiles can be seen more often now that people don't have to wrap themselves up in layers of fur and wool. The short season is not enough for growing foods, but the market prices lower significantly. People get ready for the Summer Festival a week-long celebration that will turn the city of Raven, central city of the Northern part of the Valenta Empire, into a bustling splash of colours and festives.

Merchants renew their stalls, local sellers prepare their best goods and expand storage, preparing for waves of people that are sure to come. Ladies, both commoners and aristocrats, look for the trending outfits or create their own, unique gowns while young men practice for various competitions, the biggest of which is undeniably the Great Summer Hunt. Even though everyone knows that the winner is bound to be one of the Night Wolves – the Duke's Storm's knights – if not the Duke himself, it doesn't stop enthusiasts from trying.

This year, North is celebrating twenty years of victory in war with the neighboring Kamil Kingdom, hence the festival is going to be especially grand. Other lords from the East, West and South are expected to visit the parade which will be held on the first day of the festival, and even the Emperor promised to be in attendance.

And while the locals anticipate the festival, Night Wolves train whole day long to be in their best form for the important date. Sir Bart Middleton stands above a bunch of broken dummies, holding a training sword. His hair is messy and sweaty, clothes damp.