Eve turned her head slightly as she began to explain. “Super Mutants and Raiders pretty much sum up a good bit here in DC. Near the northeast, there’s a big Deathclaw nest out of a pre-war town called Ole Olney. In the west, near Little Lamplight and the remains of Vault 86, you’ll find Yao Guai and a good bit of hostile robots. The robots, Feral Ghouls, and Radscorpions pop up almost everywhere, along with the Talon mercs that are left. And yes, the mercs are out for my blood too so we’ll be fighting them often.
All in all, it’s pretty tame compared to how it was a few years ago. Used to have gigantic Super Mutant Behemoths that would barely die from mini nukes and fire-breathing giant ants.”
After his next question, she looked a little surprised. “Oh! Sorry about that. I’m Eve, used to be a Vaultie before they kicked me out—long story. What about you?”
The man thought for a bit, trying to remember what else he had encountered thus far. “I think I know the Talon mercs, those guys in the jet black combat armor; Ran into a group of them as they slaughtered a caravan, fucking scum.” He spits in the dirt, as if merely talking about them leaves him with a foul taste in his mouth.
“Oh right, me. Sorry about that, almost forgot what you said.” He chuckled a bit. “So you’re really a vault dweller? I was under the impression that all the vaults had opened at least a hundred years ago, now I’ve seen everything. My name’s Sergio, don’t think it’s my given name but it’s what I go by now; what I can remember will give you a somewhat long story at least.”
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