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Autumn. One year and a half after Master Muin death.
Leth Longstrider never waited for the first light of the day to wake him. His dreams mostly woke him far earlier, and rather then staying in his bed, near the warmth of his wife, Longstrider would slowly climb out of it, to start his day. 
Today was one of these days! He heared the soft breath of Xara next to him, and turned around, to watch her for a moment. Her skin had a darker tone then the dwarfs of these lands, and her slim body gently lifted up and down with her breath. Once more, he couldnt stop the smile on his lips, as he looked at the bulge that formed under the wool sheet. "My child.." Soon, the first of blood would be set foot into this valley, and become a ranger, just like he was! But then Leth turned away from his sleeping wife, and climbed out of the bed, picking up his cloak and wrapping it around his body. It was already freezing, and if the knife-ears outside the valley were right, this winter would be a cold one. "Never trust a bloody knife-ear!"

His steps carried him away from the bed, past the fireplace and out of his personal quarters. Since his marriage, it had turned from a barren and simple room, into a warm, decorated place, and a true home to return to! Once more, he recalled his fathers words, as he made his way to the great hall. "One a woman can turn a hall into a home." The way had been carved into the stone, and even the inner sanctum of it, was densely used. As he came past the guards of the great hall, both raised their heads, and smashed their fists against their chests. "The first Watch, stands attention, Warden of the Valley!" With a simply nod, Leth showed his approval, and pushed the door open. Making his way to the high table, he found the hall mostly empty, except for another figure at the high table. 

Kregoc Irontooth already was at his breakfast, and was ditching a pieces of bread into a bowl of bashed eggs, before he raised his head. "Lord Master!" His long black beard had long been the envy of many, but after losing all his theef to an orc fist, and replacing them with iron casts, it had become his new signature. "Lord Master of a single clan! Beside, my uncle still remains silent over the matter of the firstborn...Warden for them, Leth for you!" 
Kregoc didnt seem quite entusiastic about this, and simply picked up a roll of paper, before laying it on the table. While Leth was taking it, he loudly slurped down the egg-bread creation, while the warden began to read. 

Leths eyes narrowed as there still were no news about what had happened to Clan Orin, yet he pushed the thought aside. For the moment it wasnt his concern, and he never had liked Orin that much, so he would cry no tear after him if he should have simply left the valley. 
It were the news of the missing Hunters that caught his attention. Using one hand to fill a horn with some breakfast Ale, he pointed at this sentence of the reports, and looked at Kregoc. The Dwarf with the Iron Teeth simply let out a burp, before cleaning his mouth with his arm. "Thats all we know about! Green boys who made that report, so they were clever enough to simply return and tell about it!" 
Leth took a deep sip of the Ale, before scratching his nose. "Send a Patrol! Its the duty of the Rangers to clean such dangers out, if it turns out as one! Wouldnt be the first time, that a few hunters simply turned poachers! To the next point..." His face turned grim, as he read the part once more. "Traitors! Stealing my grandfathers arms, and turning bandits! Be ready for any calls of aid, we will respond with a fitting force, and make an example out of them!" 
Kregoc chuckled, as he filled his own horn. "The hammers of this hold will rejoice! Has been quite a while since he had the pleasure!" 

The last point seemed quite unimportant at first, but it slowly took his notice more and more. Xara had a refined taste, and longed for the luxuries of her youth. The clan of Longstrider never was rich in gold, but the smile on her face, would be more then worth it in Leths eyes. "Make sure that one patrol comes pass them i...." He took a deep breath, as he emptied his horn. "Scratch the Patrol! Wake Brodic and Trakec! We leave at Noon! I will take care of these vanished Hunters myself!" If he ever wanted to become the Lord Master of the Valley, he would need the loyalty of all clans! And for that, they would need to know, who would protect them.  

Bremen-Industry Zone~Northern Germany 
12 June.2049
 7:01 PM

"Darling, could you please pass me the Synth-Choc? And while you are at it, another cup of Coffee!" Marvin Kazinsky face clearly betrayed the lack of sleep, but at least it would also hide his fear and sorrows. Lena, his wife for now ten years, and mother of their two children, Markus and Lily, would fill his cup once more, but instead of the Synth-Choc, she would pass him a slim bottle of Synth-Honey.
"They raised the prices once more for all Chocolate, and to be honest...Marvin, you really could lose some weight!" Lena slowly got up, and walked back towards the small room where both their children would sleep. 
Marvins eyes narrowed on the bottle, before he picked it up, and smeared the Synth-honey quite generous on his burned toast. "You have no idea, Lena....i might lose more then just weight, if they send me to one of these labor camps in Greenland!" He muttered under his breath, before picking up the remote for the Tele-screen. 
He hadnt found the guy from Frankfurt, but at least he was able to leave a secure message for him to burn the book. Still, he expected each moment that the door was kicked in, and W-Wsec would storm him, arresting him for Bolshevik activity! Then Lena would lose her job at the power plant, and their children would most likely be send in a state run orphanage, to become loyal employees for Jötunn Global. 
Still chewing on his toast, he tried to escape his thoughts by resting his eyes on the screen, watching the breakfast Program. Dull comedy, and talk-shows, mostly about some minor celebrities, a program his wife couldnt get enough of. In the background he could hear the small steps of his children, how they unmotivated stumbled out of the bed. Turning his head around, he forced a smile on his lips, as he waved to both of them. "Well, look who fell out of the bed!" 
Then a familiar sound came from the Tele-Screen, as his head turned around. Once more the Company eagle with the red core was shown, before the "BLITZ-NEWS!" Logo formed right under it. Then, the BLITZ was replaced with "VICTORY!" and in the background a loud, march music began to play.

BLITZ-NEWS 
June 12, 2049

BREAKING NEWS:Bolshevik Holdout in Stuttgart crushed! W-Wsec arrests conspirators and supporters of the Vatican attack

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"Witnesses claim that the nihilistic members of Europa Rising celebrated openly in the streets, over the success of their diabolic attack on the EEC and the civilian infrastructure of the Vatican." The feed showed bold skinheads, and ugly faces, drinking beer and waving the flags of the past, while cheering loudly.
"Yet, this sadistic celebration quickly found an end, when W-Wsec crashed this party!" The feed cut to a massive "Kaiser-Tiger" tank, rolling through the streets, followed by white armored troops of W-Wsec. "Shocked by the quick response of the valiant defenders of Europa, the Bolshevik betrayed their cowardice nature, and tried to flee the sinking ship! But once more, they would learn the true meaning of "Iron Justice" as the city was by then encircled, and all routes out of it firm in the hand of W-Wsec!"

The next shot was quite long, showing handcuffed rows of rows, of people, mostly resembling the former celebrating ones, guarded by masked troopers of W-Wsec. "The amount of evidence already found by W-Wsec, uncovers the depth of connections, these foul pack of rats had in the Free city of Stuttgart! Two thirds of the City council have been arrested, and the city has been placed by the new military governor of the Region, Richard Bruchmüller! 

"The darkness of the Great European war, may in the heads of most people lie in the past, but until we finally have eradicated all traces of the weakness that has lead to this male storm, there can be no final peace! The German Federation, clearly has tolerated, if not supported these acts, and needs to be treated accordingly!" 
 
The feed showed how soldiers of W-Wsec stormed into a building, before returning outside, pushing disarmed Nationalists with them. One of the soldiers presented an assault rifle to the camera, clearly showing the OzSec logo. "But one has to look over the borders of Europa, for this tumor has its root spread wide and deep!" 

In an final shot, the main street of Stuttgart was shown, with people cheering towards the troops of W-Wsec, and swinging the flag of Jötunn Global. "But the majority of this old and beautiful city, is just relieved that the chaos of the past finally is over! Many are wary of the weakness and corrupt nature of the Free city, and its petty overlord, the German Federation! This week, the population, will be given a chance to vote! Corruption, Communism and poverty, or stability, peace, and security, as an territory of Jötunn Global!" 

Up next: "The Weekly camera! Today, interviewing the revolutionary Director Quin Lee, [Gaoyu Corporation/DreamArts 9 Studios] about his new series "Prussian Blood", and his opinion about the Jötunn cinema Culture!

Iceland
Jötunn Global Headquarter "Wolfsbau"
7:05 PM

The headquarter of Jötunn Global was indeed a sight to behold! A massive fortress, made out of grey concrete and thick, bullet proof glass, had been build to last! Called "Wolfsbau" [Wolfs den], it was the center for all operations of the growing empire of Jötunn Global. So ext rem were the size of this building, that an own Geo-Thermal Generator had to be build beneath it, to keep it heated. 
Inside, an army of clerks, assistants, interns and service personal, kept the gears of industries running, be it on the Falkland Isle, or the Svalbard. Tweenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, the center would be manned, and ready to issue orders. 

But even inside the center, there was a center! An inner sanctum, only the highest ranking members of Jötunn and the most trusted employees could ever hope to set foot into, the central tower. It was the personal realm of Roland Korngold, and the place he spend most of his days in, ruling over his cooperate empire, while watching over Iceland, and the countless Geo-thermal plants that formed in the distance. By his personal decision, only two of the nine members of the inner council were allowed at the same place at the same time, and so most all meetings were held by hologram. 

Roland Korngold was sitting behind his massive Mahogany desk, in his enormous leather chair. His two german shepherd dogs, Alaric and Nelson,were both resting in front of it, while Asmund Anders stood directly behind the CEO, like always a data-pad in one hand, a coffee in the other. Thirteen holograms had formed above the polished floor in front of the desk, and showed not only the members of the Inner council, but also the four CEO´s of the main offspring companies of Jötunn Global. His two eldest children, Walter and Maria, him leading the mining efforts directly from Greenland, while his sister had set up the headquarter of Mjölnir Arms in Dusseldorf, near its biggest production sites. The other two were Konrad Mikkelsen, CEO of Jötunn Global Geothermal Energy, and residing only a few floors beneath Roland, and Rolf Wikken, the CEO of Jötunn Global General Transportation, currently on a negotiation trip in China. The rest were the members of the inner circle, and de-jure the most powerful men and women after Roland himself. Yet, the CEO had made sure that the three military posts were filled with loyal men, and two of the three elected representatives of the employees where in his pocket as well. The only wildcard was the newly elected Representative of the Science-Sector, which seemed Incorruptible.  
But there were also the three representatives of the main investors! They preferred to remain in the background and stay silent, watching every move that was mad, and reporting it as soon as possible.

"The dice have been cast, ladies and gentleman! I think you all can find it in you to forgive me for my rush actions, yet i saw it crucial, that we wont waste any time in that matter!" Roland looked over the faces of the great council, and to his satisfaction he could see no sign of protest.

"The moment was well picked, sir!" General Johann von Falkenhayn, representative of the Ground forces of W-Wsec, was a man with the face of a bulldog, and the personality of a wolf. During the European War, he had quickly changed his loyalty to Jötunn, and had proofen to be a man of honor, yet with very little ethics. "With the wold focused on the Vatican, i doubt that much of a reaction will follow, if we can justify it, by presenting "Bolshevik" and "Nationalist" scapegoats!"

"Talking about expansion, father.." Maria Krongold raised her voice, and for a second, Rolands face turned from the "Iron Kaiser" to softer one. Anyone would would analyse the CEO of Jötunn Global would realize that generally loved his children, and even his disappointing third-born Theodor couldnt be cast out. "..the EDA has send us a endorsing message, concerning the "invasion" of the south! They even offered us a supporting force! Well, rather a sign of good will, rather then a true military asset!" 

Falkenhayn raised an eyebrow. "French support? My boys dont like the frogs, sir...well, nobody does!" He seemed to want to say more, but the CEO raised his hand. 
"I have little interest in your personal feeling concerning the EDA! You will take the force, and place it in front of the international cameras, as well as our own! We shall paint it as an multinational peace-keeping mission!" The fingers of the CEO tipped on the polished 
Mahogany. "But this brings me to my main point of this morning! Our numbers are dropping, and our stocks are falling! By helping the EDA to save the Euro, we have chained us to this damn currency, just like the Frogs did!" With a wave of a hand, Asmund placed his pad in the CEO´s hand, who let out a sigh, as he saw the numbers of this morning. 

"Mr. Korngold!" Rolf Wikken had been placed behind the bullish shoulders of the Admiral of the navvy forces of Jötunn, and his hologram had to be lifted up, so that Roland could be eye to eye with the dutch man. "May i once more advise to finally drop this relic of old times? The European Union is gone, so why should we hold onto its currency? Yes, a switching back to MARK would be a rough cut, and the strength of this new currency would harm our exports in the short term, but it would give us far more independence! After all, the EEC was in EDA territory, and will most likely remain there." 

"Mr. Wikken should remain at building cars, rather then make wild speculations, father!" Walter had raised his voice, and behind him appeared a statistic. "Not only would we single handily crush the euro, we would also burn any bridges with the EDA, and most likely with Carolus Holdings! The weakness of the Euro has lead to an storming of requests for large shipments! If we play our cards right, we can launch a new trade offensive against the AUC!" The grin on his sons face, reminded Roland at the times when he was reading him stories, and going wandering in the hills of Iceland. 

"A fair point! We will postpone any decisions in that matter! For now, any support for the Euro will make for an excellent bargin chip against the EDA! For i can see them in need of an ally!" Roland slowly got up his chair, and walked past his desk, before shortly petting the heads of his dogs. "And so are we! If we want to finally annex the german Federation, and solve our manpower problem, we will need international support! The EDA is, with the exception of Carolus, the only company, who could get in our way in our short-term planning!" 

With a few movements, another holographic projector rose from the ground, and began to create a map of Europa, in front of the CEO. "With that in mind, we need to focus on our mid-term plan! A re-united Germany is only the first step! Futher expansions will be inevitable, but for that, we will need a secure west!" His eyes focused on France, before enlarging the map once more. "Gencultura has yet to react, but they can be neglected at the moment! Gaoyu would be a second priority! We need them as a market, before the AUC can get a hold there! Walter, i want you to outbid Melinda King at every chance you get! Lets show them the meaning of "Blood and Iron" on a capitalistic scale! China´s market will be ours! Wikken, you are already there, i want progress and results!" Tilting his head a little, Roland focused the map once more on the middle east. 

"Maria, you will make sure that the EDA revises a full pledge of support during this crises! Make sure that they get the idea that we are also interested in working with them!" 

"Yes, father, i will see it done!" Once more, Roland felt reminded to the time he had to order her to do her homeworks and to study, and a sharp sting was in his chest.

"But there is another potential supporter. Titan!" Rolands eyes wandered up, but Asmund had already another data-pad in his hand. "ISIL forces are still troubling them? Well, since we have our own terrorists to fight, we could as well build a few bridges. Johann, i want you to make an official statement, that the effort of Titan is inspiring, and equal to our own crusade against the Bolshevik enemy!" 

The general clearly seemed displeased, but would simply nod. "As you wish, sir!" He was a stern man, who was completely convinced from the superiority of the Jötunn warmachine. 

"Futher, Admiral von Speier, you will fly to Dubai as soon as possible, and start negotiations for military support! Maybe we can wake their interest for a bit of naval power, military advisors and the finest of what Mjölnir Arms! Beside, i would like to see a few battleships close to the Suez canal! That should give Madam Paradis something to think about, for Energy is our market! Lets show the tommies that we are ready to fight for it!" 

With a deep breath, the CEO closed the map and returned to his table. "That is all for now! Except..Maria, you stay!" Slowly, Roland sat back in his chair, before slowly starting to stuff his pipe. As the other holograms vanished, the sole one of his daughter remained. "What is it father? Anything else you had in mind?" 

"Well, my dear, for once i would really like to see my grandson more often! But then again, i know that you dont like Lisbeth." On the look on his daughters face, he could see that she was still mad, but to clever then to wake his anger. It was funny in his eyes, for she was one of the few people on this world, who Roland never could be angry with! "For the second part, prepare everything, so that the EDA will know that i am interested in visiting Paris myself! Make sure that it looks like a "undercover holiday", while in truth, i want them to know, that we are ready to negotiate for an alliance!"

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