Fellraven n Kate<br/>The beginning<br/>The longest day would announce the Summer festival began before the sun reached it zenith. The whole town of Wildwood Shire was dressed or the occasion. The townspeople were dressed in their finest clothes awaiting to cheer on their favorite knights. The midsummer tournament was about to begin. The trumpets blare as King Atrious motioned and addressed the awaiting crowd that gathered in the arena stands.<br/>Nobles took their assigned seats as healer mages stood outside the infirmary tent. The mages wore blue robes adorned with white aprons.  Their instruments and healing potions were inside next to awaiting cots on neat row.<br/>The arena was ready with various games that would test courage and skill of brave men from around the kingdom of Atria. Among these was the son of Lord Guillain Lions, Sir Jonathan. He was an exact likeness to his father. At 19 years he was inches over six feet. He, like his father's elite knights, wore bronze armor that mirrored the sun. Jonathan was champion in his age group for four years straight. He would compete with men in their 20's.<br/>He was nervous as his skill would be tested against men battle harden and more muscular. He was arrogant, physically defined, agile, and strong-willed. Kate hoped this year that he would be bested. She called her brother Jon and watch him train half the year with older knights. He had seen battle with orcs and minions for two years.<br/>The bulletin board was posted outside the stands Opponents' names and times of their events where inscribed. Straws had been drawn the day before. Jonathan knew he had been pitted against an unknown knight.