In times gone past in the almost long-forgotten Kingdom of Dalriada, the land was shared by man and beast, mortal and mystic - it was a place of faeries and sprites, goblins and wise-ones. By regular times the world of the ordinary folk and the beings of the otherworld were confined to their own realms. However these worlds could never be drawn full apart and were only separated by a thin interweaving of the elements of earth, air, fire and water. In some times of dreaming, or at times and places where the veil between the two worlds were thinnest these two worlds managed to coexist. The gateways between the worlds were greatest at sacred places such as hills, by the waters edge, on islands or by the monumental circles of standing stones erected before time itself. But there were four particular nights of the year when the two worlds became one and beings from each world could penetrate into the other. These were the great nights of the quarter festivals, Samhuinn, Imbolc, Beltane and Lughnasadh.
Through the glens and burns of moor and hill, across the barge from the Isle of The Blessed, over the bridge of mist which links land and sky, and beyond croft and clachan where no mortal dares to live, there is a place in this world where the pleasure, the passion, the persona and very purpose of the inhabitants themselves is fire. These are the elemental creatures of the flame, the purveyors of pyrology and the braithrean of burns, these are the Court of Brašadair. There is one night of the year where celebrations across the land draw from the fires within the earth and grand celebrations occur drawing from the power that is at the heart of Brašadair. This powerful night is the eve of Beltane or Beltanemas, and let the flames burn throughout the land for ever more.