The summer's hot wind ravages Baron Gene's Domain, the scorching sun blazing down upon the land. The peasants toil away in the fields, sweat pouring off them in streams. The large drops of sweat fall onto the muddy ground, carrying with them the peasants' hopes for a bountiful harvest, representing their toil, and bearing the livelihood of their families. Peasants cultivate, pay taxes, offer tributes; knights collect taxes, fight, and protect—this almost constitutes the entirety of their lives.
The peasants' only path for advancement is through war—accepting conscription, joining the army, fighting the enemy, and hoping to catch the eye of the nobility, allowing them to be promoted to sergeant or even ranger, thereby changing their fate.
The peasants start working at five in the morning, but by around ten, due to the extreme heat, they cease working.
