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Hilderinc
Hilderinc had originally intended to spend some time alone, but now that Wulfric started to talk to him, he could not just walk away, so he obliged and sat down next to the young man.
"So tell me, Hilderinc. You haven't served my Lord father for very long yet. How did you come to serve him - why did you pledge your sword to him and not some other lord who would surely have welcomed your services just as gladly?"
"Why did I come to serve your father?" Hilderinc repeated Wulfric's question. He was curious as to why the young man suddenly asked him about this, but then, it was probably just a whim. After all, he was ever hardly talking about himself, unless asked, and many of Athanar's soldiers knew only about as much as Wulfric had now said.
"I have heard much about him, also from my late master, commander Wintearn of Gramdel in Eastfold," he started. "You probably understand that if you spend enough time in the service of various lords or commanders, you get to hear at least about the important men like your father certainly is. I believe commander Wintearn and your father knew each other from long ago. Once Wintearn finished his task of safeguarding Gramdel from the brigands who had appeared there recently, he had no longer need for extra men, and so I left for Edoras with the hope to find a new master more easily in the large city. There, I heard that your father was still looking for soldiers to add to his household. He accepted me when he heard about my experience and Wintearn's recommendation of my skills." He shrugged. "If you are not bound to your lord or commander, it is not that easy for a soldier to find a place in times of peace, you know? Wintearn was not the first nor the last of those under whose command I was, just like your father, I expect. That said, with all due respect to your father, of course. But this is just how things are. Maybe if he sees that he is no longer in need for more men, he will let me go and I must again seek for a new master."
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