The DC ruins, dangerous. It was an understatement but was true nonetheless, especially since most who its dwellen in its ancient buildings and underground paths want to spread pain and devestation. You got the raiders, pretty much psychos withe few of them having any smarts. Their favourite past-times were killing, raping, pillaging and torture. Then you got Talon company, they were pretty much raiders with business cards, 'cept they had combat armor, acceptable training and were properly equipped most of the time unless you were one the recruits, at least they were decent enough to leave you alone half-the time. Then you got the feral ghouls, They rarely wander the upper surface of DC but there are a lot of them underground, most of their kind are easily dealt with but sheer numbers and a few stronger variants of their kind can make a Mutie Overlord shudder. Speaking of Muties, The worst thing a person wandering the ruins has to watch out are the Supermutants, Hulking figures witha sort of yellowish-green skin color, now they're dumb, very dumb but are also very strong and very very angry fuckers, can't aim for shit but their strength, endurance and some of the things they arm themselves with would turn anyone and anything to a nice mess of blood and gore.
Of course you also got the good ol' Brotherhood of Steel to try and clean up the ruins, and I don't mean the jackass Outcasts and the guys from out east if I got what I know 'bout em correct. These folks have Power Armor and enough weaponry to put theses bastards down, especially after they kicked the asses of the enclave. Unlike the afforemention jackasses they ,from time to time, conscript (if you can call it that, from what I've seen it was more like askin') or voulanteer, heard their training is pretty tough soon which makes me wonder if they'd let me enlist.
Now all those things I just said I learned mostly from my old man, tough bastard could probably explore all of DC and kick all the jackasses to whatever damn hole they crawled out
Son, you talkin' about me? Didn't I say I'd do the talking when its my turn?
Calm down old man, I was praisin' ya, not narrating your part of the damn story.
I hope so, I didn't agree to this only to have my darn part taken, I'd have preferred fixing my gun to this bullshit.
I know that Pa, really, you should be telling the fella whose writin' all this 'stead of me. Okay then, Lets get this damn show on the road.