The day of the Harvest Festival had come. A time of celebrating this years successful crops, it is a transitional day between Autumn and the coming weeks before winter. Soon the days will be shorter and colder, so on this last day of good weather, celebration is in order. A afternoon of drinking and games, one certainly had reason for joy. The fields will be full of people running here and there, and the tri-poled festival tent will be raised into the air, each pole topped with King Alasdair’s banner, proudly waving in the breeze.