Several days ago, somewhere in the plains north of Britannia.
The night was dark, but it was far from quiet.
In the center of the plains, a roaring fire could be seen burning bright, illuminating the area around it with warm light. Surrounding the fire were hundreds of people in animal fur. Most of them were bare-chested, only having animal fur cover some parts of their bodies. Some of them had what seemed to be white paint on their body while others did not, but all of them had some sort of tattoo on different parts of their bodies.
Even from afar, some of these people could be seen knocking a spear onto the ground while the rest each held a torch in hand. Together, they danced around the burning fire in rhythm.
War is coming