the Grizzled
Former Company of the Golden Boar - Honest and Merciful
This companion hails from Vlandia.
Companion Story
Formerly part of the Company of the Golden Boar, but he left after letting one his comrades be hanged for committing horrific acts. He was saved by by that same comrade, a brotherly act, but that same brother later committed an evil one and so the captain turned to 'the Grizzled' for his thoughts - being an honest merciful man - 'the Grizzled' said nothing and so his comrade was hanged. After that the rest of 'the Grizzled's' comrades gave him looks of accusation so he left the company in search of a new road. You could say he's in-between jobs.
In Summary
"I served in the free companies. When I was young and foolish I loved it - the danger, the comraderie. But sometimes something you see turns your stomach. Something you saw a friend of yours do in a looted city. I will not speak of it. I need a new road to follow."
Digging in the Files
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| spspecialcharacters.XML | <!-- veteran. decent man haunted by looting of cities. hated being loyal to men who saved his lives who turn out to be killers --> <NPCCharacter id="spc_wanderer_vlandia_3" name="{=ZCc3VFat}{FIRSTNAME} the Grizzled" voice="curt" age="27" default_group="Infantry" is_template="true" is_hero="false" culture="Culture.vlandia" occupation="Wanderer"> <face> <face_key_template value="BodyProperty.fighter_vlandia" /> </face> <!--<Hero id="spc_wanderer_vlandia_3" faction="Kingdom.vlandia" />--> <Traits> <!--<Trait id="IsTemplate" value="1" />--> <Trait id="CrossbowmanStyle" value="4" /> <Trait id="SergeantCommandSkills" value="6" /> <Trait id="Honor" value="1" /> <Trait id="Mercy" value="1" /> |
| wanderer_strings.XML | <!-- veteran. decent man haunted by looting of cities. hated being loyal to men who saved his lives who turn out to be killers --> <string id="prebackstory.spc_wanderer_vlandia_3" text="{=D6Xd5ZrT}I'm drunk, so I'll tell you." /> <string id="backstory_a.spc_wanderer_vlandia_3" text="{=xl6SnA6n}I was a soldier. It was my father's profession. I thought it would be easy for me. I wasn't scared of death or hardship. But things happen in war - not the deaths, the wounds, the screaming - but terrible things. It's difficult to explain." /> <string id="backstory_b.spc_wanderer_vlandia_3" text="{=xSKbicft}Let's say there's a man. He saves your life. He takes a blow for you. And he doesn't boast about it, he doesn't tell anyone else - he just grins at you. Because he knows you'd do the same for him. He's your brother. Every man who fights with him is his brother." /> <string id="backstory_c.spc_wanderer_vlandia_3" text="{=4MJsYhys}But everyone else - they're beasts to him. And he's a beast to them. And maybe a day comes that he's gone too far, and the lord is wondering whether to hang him, and a word from you determines whether he lives or dies. And if he lives, that means more peasant women will be raped and old men cut open to look for jewels in their bellies." /> <string id="response_1.spc_wanderer_vlandia_3" text="{=g1sQna0D}A terrible dilemma." /> <string id="response_2.spc_wanderer_vlandia_3" text="{=nmtbhSbc}A warrior stands beside his comrades like a man stands beside his brothers. Whatever their crimes may be." /> <string id="backstory_d.spc_wanderer_vlandia_3" text="{=spHoDrGN}I said nothing. I let my brother hang. I thought I did the right thing, but every night thereafter I saw accusation in the eyes of my fellows. I could not face them. I fled. And here I am now." /> <string id="generic_backstory.spc_wanderer_vlandia_3" text="{=bxKXHPp1}I served in the free companies. When I was young and foolish I loved it - the danger, the comraderie. But sometimes something you see turns your stomach. Something you saw a friend of yours do in a looted city. I will not speak of it. I need a new road to follow." /> |
