1220, Stockholm

It was a dull night,broken only by howls of wind, the streets empty,beggers asleep amongst junk. A faint clippty clop broke the air occasionly, and a thud as wheels hit potholes.

In one of the houses of Stockholm,near the Prince's Lodgings, there was several Danish Rebels,all sitting around a table waiting for someone.

The door into the room opened silently, and in walked, no snuck, a man.

"We've been waiting for you Hugo" said one of the Rebels, the man,called Hugo, sat down opposite the only man sitting,the rest were standing.
"I was very quick, I nearly got caught!" exclaimed Hugo.
"I do not care,we're here to discuss...how to get you near the Prince" said the man, Hugo hissed.
"Do not say such things,in such company..." Hugo motioned to the men standing around them,all quite large. They flexed their muscles.
"There my bodyguards"
"Why do you need bodyguards? You are such a powerful man, good with weapons, you are ever so smart..." drawled Hugo, the man considered Dieter,
"Leave bodyguards, he is right" said the man. Dieter smiled inwardly,they never picked up on the flattering. Once the guards were gone, Hugo spoke,

"I am on a mission...from a unknown person, my master is currently residing North of Frankfurt" said Hugo, the Danish Rebel asked him to go on,
"I want to see the Prince, so we can prove he is alive"
"Is this possibly a mission from the German Emperor? Or perhaps your Imperial Diet?" asked the Danish Rebel, Hugo laughed,
"They think so, I was already moving here in 1214, no, I have not been taking orders from the Germans, but from another source..." said Hugo sneakily, the rebel eyed him suspicously,
"Who then..." wondered the rebel,
"Von Darm-!" Hugo was cut off as a bodyguard barged through the door,
"Sir! We've been tipped off from a source, some Danish Soldiers are coming to kill us!" said the bodyguard, outside there was panic as people ran like crazy, The Danish Rebel Leader looked at Hugo suspicously, but was convinced at Hugo's panicked look on his face,
"RuN! get as far away as you can!" said the Danish Rebel,
"You, Hugo, at 1 tomorrow the Prince has a afternoon nap, you can see he is alive then, now run!" yelled the Danish Rebel leader, and Hugo jumped through the window, and snuck off into a alley. It was all goign excellent...


North of Frankfurt, 1220 , the Site of the previous battle between Prince Jobst and the Danes

The pine trees waved in the midday sun, as gravel was crunched beneath feet. Birds chirped, as if to add tot he atmosphere. Pine cones littered the ground,some occasioly falling, as the sun blared from the sky.

But the day was not all peaceful, because amongst those peaceful trees layed hundreds of bodies, and a foul stench ruined the forests as crows feasted on dead flesh.

No living thing could sustain that stench, but standing amongst the hundreds of dead Danish and German bodies, was a man. Beside him stood a man.
"Fromt he looks we can't tell anything here..." said the man, he looked at the other man standing beside him,
"Can you...uh,sense anything Luka?" teased the man,
"Why Dieter, do you underestimate the powers of the Pagan Gods?" said the Pagan Magician Luka. The man called Dieter replied snappishly,
"Because I am no pagan Luka's, now where was I..." he drawled,
"Hugo better be done, he knows we are on a tight schedule, if we can find the Danish Prince at Stockholm, we can prove this was a fizzle" said Dieter. Luka stood straighter and observed the ground,
"Just there, one of Prinz Jobst's bodyguards, hm..." Luka's let out a gasp,
"And there is the Danish Family Member, but he is no prinz! Plus it looks as if he was slain by a Teutonic Knight!" said Luka, Dieter stood up and looked around, he spotted something at the edge of the forest. He pointed there,
"Why is there bodies there Luka...?" asked Dieter, the two men rushed over to the clearing and found,
"The two scouts, they were slain by the danes!" exclaimed Dieter,
"Which means..."
"That the Danish started this whole battle!"
Finally the mystery was solved, but not the problem...

Otuside Staufen,1220

Jobst was sitting in his command tent, going over the last few years events.
All the drama in the Diet, at least he still could command the EIA...

Luka's, his pagan magician came marching into the command tent, followed closely by a shorter person.
"Prinz Jobst, we just returned from the scene of battle,the battle which happened north of Frankfurt in 1218..."
"Yes Luka's,that one" said Jobst wearily,
"Along with me I brought the investigator... the German Offical Dieter Von Darmstadt" said Luka's, Dieter bowed,
"Mein prinz, I bring joyful news to you, we have confirmed your story, that your scouts were attacked first" said Dieter, Jobst grinned,
"Thankyou Dieter, you have my good will on your side." said Jobst,
"mein prinz,may I also discuss with you things my counterpart found in Stockholm, Hugo von Heidelbery has found...?" asked Dieter,
"Of course, Luka,leave us,tell Fritz too be ready, we leave for the Diet after I finished talking to Dieter" said Jobst,
"Yes,si-!" luka was cut off,
"May I accompy you mein prinz to the Diet?" asked Dieter, Jobst nodded.
Luka's scowled and left, and he found Fritz waiting by the door,
"He's coming soon, be ready to leave for Rome. And that spy Dieter is coming as well" said Luka, and he strode off.