<!-- maquisard, ex-messianic rebel turned mafiosi -->

<NPCCharacter
id="spc_wanderer_empire_6"
name="{=OArAImbM}{FIRSTNAME} of the Hills"
voice="curt"
age="22"
default_group="Infantry"
is_template="true"
is_hero="false"
culture="Culture.empire"
occupation="Wanderer"
skill_template="SkillSet.spc_wanderer_empire_6_skills">

<!-- maquisard, ex-messianic rebel turned mafiosi -->

<string
id="prebackstory.spc_wanderer_empire_6"
text="{=VILYhtjW}I'll tell you my story." />
<string
id="backstory_a.spc_wanderer_empire_6"
text="{=R9KivNZ6}You may have heard of Ladimos the Red. He preached that the Heavens were getting ready to unload their wrath on landowners and merchant, that we had to drive them out and live pure lives and we'd be rewarded with a Pure Emperor, come down from the skies. This was some 10 years ago. Well, a lot of us ran off to follow him, some of us believed him and some of us had debts and some just wanted to take a lick at those that oppressed us." />
<string
id="backstory_b.spc_wanderer_empire_6"
text="{=7JMaPpkN}We built a great temple in the back country, out in the bush, called it the Kingdom of Truth. We whipped two imperial detachments sent to track us down. But Ladimos died, 'Called up to Heaven' he said on his deathbed, and then we lost our way a bit. We needed food and we needed money, so our chiefs started collecting 'taxes' from the villages below. Some started taking money from lords and merchants for protection of caravans. And those who grumbled - well, they started turning up dead in the dry streambeds." />
<string
id="backstory_c.spc_wanderer_empire_6"
text="{=7caHipXX}So I left. And a short while later the emperor sent a third detachment, bigger than the others, and that was the end of the Kingdom of Truth. My old comrades - I see them sometimes from time to time, some in a lord's retinue, others in a cage with R for 'robber' branded on their forehead." />
<string
id="response_1.spc_wanderer_empire_6"
text="{=wk1jPh1S}A sad tale." />
<string
id="response_2.spc_wanderer_empire_6"
text="{=OsWmIhds}Heresy, rebellion, and looting are three intertwined serpents. You should bear that brand yourself, knave." />
<string
id="backstory_d.spc_wanderer_empire_6"
text="{=HcMbaZn4}I learned a few skills up in the hills, how to follow a trail and spot an ambush, most useful to caravaneers. So I reckon I can probably stay ahead of the hangman. A regular job wouldn't hurt, though." />
<string
id="generic_backstory.spc_wanderer_empire_6"
text="{=DIaT6pXi}Aye, well, once I was a rebel up in the back country, but rebels never last too long. Now I just want to serve and get paid. You've been around. You've met men like me before, I'm sure." />