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`Apr. 25, 2025` · [[Horseapple]] · #Fragment #Characters #Bannerlord
> [!location]- Info from:
> [[3-spspecialcharacters-(Bannerlord)]]
```
<!-- loner - father fled to avoid feud with bailiff, then disappeared in a blizzard -->
<NPCCharacter
id="spc_wanderer_vlandia_6"
name="{=OArAImbM}{FIRSTNAME} of the Hills"
voice="curt"
age="27"
default_group="Infantry"
is_template="true"
is_hero="false"
culture="Culture.vlandia"
occupation="Wanderer"
skill_template="SkillSet.spc_wanderer_vlandia_6_skills">
<face>
<face_key_template
value="BodyProperty.fighter_vlandia" />
</face>
<!--<Hero id="spc_wanderer_vlandia_6" faction="Kingdom.vlandia" />-->
<Traits>
<!--
<Trait id="CrossbowmanStyle" value="3" />
<Trait id="ScoutSkills" value="5" /> -->
<Trait
id="Mercy"
value="1" />
<Trait
id="Valor"
value="-1" />
</Traits>
<Equipments>
<EquipmentSet
id="npc_companion_equipment_template_vlandia"
civilian="true" />
<EquipmentSet
id="npc_companion_equipment_template_vlandia" />
</Equipments>
```
> [!custom-callout]- Backstory:
> [[3-wanderer_strings-(Bannerlord)]]
```
<!-- loner - father fled to avoid feud with bailiff, then disappeared in a blizzard -->
<string
id="prebackstory.spc_wanderer_vlandia_6"
text="{=UnNwWJT2}I don't mind telling." />
<string
id="backstory_a.spc_wanderer_vlandia_6"
text="{=W2x5Z40R}Up in the northwest, when we go to bed each night we make sure we can find our spears in the dark, because you never know if that night's going to to be the one that a Sturgian or Battanian warband is going to pay a visit. We're proud men up there, and we expect the lords to understand that their lackeys can't treat us like serfs in some safe southern estate." />
<string
id="backstory_b.spc_wanderer_vlandia_6"
text="{=fGTeaCVU}My father was even a little prouder than most, I suppose. One day he was insulted by the lord's bailiff and he upped and left, moved us higher in the hills to be away from all other men. " />
<string
id="backstory_c.spc_wanderer_vlandia_6"
text="{=q3ZXATdq}We burned away some of the forest and planted barley. My mother died of a fever, but me and my sister and my father, we lived up there 10 lean and lonely years, all so my father didn't have to doff his hat to any other man. Then he vanished in a blizzard." />
<string
id="response_1.spc_wanderer_vlandia_6"
text="{=WZyybR2g}A tragic tale. My condolences." />
<string
id="response_2.spc_wanderer_vlandia_6"
text="{=f4kz9PyG}A fitting reward for a man who defied the order that the Heavens instituted on earth for our own good." />
<string
id="backstory_d.spc_wanderer_vlandia_6"
text="{=b0zmbTPQ}When all was done I'd have killed for an hour of another man's company, or a sip of wine, or a glimpse of a girl. So my sister and I, we came down to the valleys. She found a husband. I can get good work as a tracker. And that's all there is to it." />
<string
id="generic_backstory.spc_wanderer_vlandia_6"
text="{=sfgZhUgT}I grew up in the north of the Vlandian lands. Sometimes men up there take their families far up in the hills, to live without any master or lord. But it's a hard life, cold and lonely. I want something better. I know the wilds well. I figure I can be of good use to a lord or lady, as a scout, and can at least choose my master." />
```
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