The Margraviate of Brandenburg, Berlin, 1248 A.D.
They are building a wall in the swamp.
“Ever since Albert the Bear this backwater has smelled bad,” said Thomas.
“Albert the Bear? Since Pribislav too. It stinks. It has always been stinking,” said Hermann.
“What is there to wall off? Nothing.”
“You, you were made to dig a ditch. Your ancestors were ditch-diggers, too, not like mine, mine were chiefs.”
“And what happened?”
“Therein lies a tale,” said Hermann.