On this, the longest night of the year, the Yule festival begins!
When I first step outside I can already hear the festivities in the distance and see the glow of a roaring fire. Above me, vivid green lights dance in the sky, and stars shimmer against the inky black. My feet crunch through frozen snow as I walk, stopping to watch villagers playing dice games and archery as I pass through. The icy wind on my cheeks is replaced by roaring heat as I step into the longhouse and am greeted with the scent of smoke, spilled spirits, and the sound of laughter and song. I grab my drinking horn and fill it with honey-mead as I pull up a chair at the feast... let the night begin!