Matthias storms into the room.

I can't believe this report. . .Nikeforos is so close but. . .

Matthias erupts

God's Blood! Elephants with Cannon!?!? How in the Hell do they load the guns? Why aren't the animals driven mad by the noise!? Gah!!!!!

That bastard. . .oh I'll put paid to him. I swear it!

Matthias pounds on the table in frustration. He glances over at Jan's empty seat and then looks to the Kaiser and Dieter with some semblance of control returning.

Where did Jan go off to? Has he fled Outremer? I find that hard to believe after his protestations of loyalty and fidelity to his Kingdom. Though since his treasury and retinue disappeared with him. . .Has he returned to Franconia? Gone to find Prester John? Turned his coat?! A letter would have been considerate.

Matthias hisses in frustration and takes a moment to collect himself.

So, mein Kaiser, mein King, what should we do? We can hold the Orontes, but that will doom Aleppo. We can attack, but victory is uncertain. I deeply wish to gut Nikeforos, and if my cannon can get the first strike on the Elephants, I believe I can win. But. . .the cost will be high. I am quite certain I can hold him at the bridge, but by doing so I sacrifice my ability to assist a drive on Aleppo, if your Majesty is considering one.

A cold fury burns in his good eye.

If it was just me, I'd go north and kill that whoreson, but unlike our departed brother, I won't sacrifice Outremer for personal ambition. Hold or attack, what would be more useful Kaiser?

Matthias waits for an answer, muttering under his breath about @#$%! Elephants