"I'm Bored!" Clover complained.
Pegasus didn't reply. She'd been saying that ever since they left the slaves. The sun was setting rapidly, He was using his pip-boy light to read the map. He was trying to make his way to Arefu before all of Paradise Falls gets thrown into chaos with the missing slaves.
Finally, in the beginnings of the night, they made it to the metro station, where the bridge connecting to Arefu was. Unfortunately, the middle was missing, blown up by the looks of the rubble in the ditch. The only way across was either through murky waters, or going down the river banks until they found a crossing. Sitting on one of the metro benches that was still standing, the days' excitement all came crashing up to him, and he nearly passed out from exhaustion.
"This place sucks!" Clover said, standing looking at the sign that said Seneca Station.
"You can sit down you know." Pegasus said, stretching out trying to relax, it would have been so nice to take off his boots. His eyes flung open when he felt a hand caressing his crotch, and Clover leaning in seductively.
"Stop it!"
She flinched back like she was hurt. "Tease! I wonder what Eulogy's doing?"
"Probably freaking out at this point." That he figured was an inevitability. The thought that Eulogy would blame him even though he didn't have anything connecting him to the breakout came to his mind. Perhaps there'd be hunting parties sent out to find him, if they weren't out now. Or they would just attempt to round up any wandering person to make up for the loss in slaves.
"Why do you care what Eulogy's doing, weren't you his slave?"
"I'm yours now aren't I, Lover?"
"You could've left with the others. I wouldn't have minded."
"Why the hell would I do that? If anything I'd just go back to Eulogy's. There I at least always had a meal."
"And if I said you could leave right now?"
"I just go back to being Eulogy's Lover."
That he couldn't allow to happen. Not only for the risk to the other slaves, but just from what had happened to Clover herself. What the hell had he done to her to make her like this? Like it or not, she was his responsibility, and more disturbingly, his property.
Outrage washed away his exhaustion. "Come on, we need to get to Arefu."
They crossed a dried part of the river bed. His pip-boy beeped slightly, letting him know that the ground was slightly radiated. Finding a worn path, one that looked like it had been made after the war, by the passing of many feet, he followed it towards the other side of the bridge. As they approached, the rotting smell of meat hit their nostrils. Passing a metal shack on the side of the bridge, he illuminated the area around it, highlighting three dead brahmin.
"Smells like they've been dead for awhile." Pegasus gagged.
"Fucking gross! Can we get out of here now?" Clover said.
"I don't think this little shack is Arefu." Pegasus hoped that wasn't the case. On the bridge it looked as though a small settlement had been built on it. Walking up it, someone fired a bullet, nearly hitting him in the foot.
"Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here!?" Someone shouted from the ramp.
"Hold your fire! I'm here to deliver a message!" Pegasus shouted. Raising his hands, he slowly approached. Nudging Clover to do the same, she shrugged and mockingly put her own hands up.
"Way to get us captured." she sneered.
An old man came out from behind a pile of sand bags, shakily pointing an assault rifle at them.
"State your business in Arefu, quickly before something reckless happens!" He wheezed.
"I'm not looking for any trouble. I'm just here to deliver a letter to the West family from their daughter Lucy." Pegasus explained.
"Lucy? Haven't seen that girl in over two years. So you're not with the Family?"
"Who's the family?"
The old man lowered his gun. "Some group of ruffians causing all kinds of trouble to us. They even killed all of our brahmin in the last attack! We need those things to survive out here! Oh, this town is going to completely collapse before years' end now I just know it."
Looking passed him. Pegasus saw very few buildings on the road. "How many people live here?"
"There's myself, the Ewers, Karen, and the West family, so seven people in all."
"Only seven?" Pegasus thought, with size of the bridge, and the fact that they were hanging over a large pool of water, that more people would be living here. Worse still, he realized that this place would be an easy target for Eulogy's slavers.
"So where is everyone?"
"I told them to remain inside until everything blows over. No way could we even stand against the family!"
Clover chuckled behind him.
"Hey can you do me a favor, and go check on everyone else? I want to make sure they're still okay."
"How long have they been in their house?"
"Three days. Needed to make sure they were safe."
Sounds like you're smothering them instead. "I'll go check on them." Pegasus could find the Wests, deliver the letter, and head back to Megaton, and sleep in without worry. Three dogs said his dad had just gotten to him, so he knew he was safe. He could go over everything and make a plan before he rushed out again.
The first door he knocked on were the Ewers. The husband was a bit short with him, while his wife was happily delusional. Thinking that he was a mailman coming to deliver her morning magazines. The second house he knocked on was Karen's, who opened the door with a .32 pointed at him. Glad it wasn't the spineless Evan King, who she told was the old man. She told them they were fine, and complained how doing nothing was killing this town. He had to back out slowly to get away from her angry rantings.
The third door, the one with the Wests didn't answer. Turning the handle he found that there residence was unlocked. He had to see if they were safe. Opening the door to a grisly sight.
Two decomposing bodies were strewn out in the ransacked shack. Drawers and bedding were flipped, Pegasus knew from the sight that anything of worth was taken in the raid, and in dark red letters across cabinet doors were the words: 'the Family.'
"What the hell is wrong with people on the outside." Pegasus whispered, looking at the carnage. Though there was something peculiar about the whole thing. Looking at the bodies of the Wests, Pegasus saw large puncture wounds along their necks that went down to the bone. The lack of bloodstains on the sheets didn't make any sense, wounds like that would have led to massive bleeding.
Thanks dad for training me. He wasn't sure what to make of these killings. Something else came to his head. Evan said seven people lived in Arefu. Evan, the two Ewers, Karen, and the two dead wests. Someone was missing, another member of the West family he guessed.
"So everyone safe?" Evan asked eagerly.
"The West couple are dead. From the bodies I say they were killed three days ago in the last attack."
"Those bastards!" Evan said angrily. "What about Ian?
"Ian another member of the West family?"
"He is-was there son. Oh, we can't survive like this!"
"Do you know where the Family is camped. I might be able to rescue Ian, and put a stop to this."
"You'd do that, why?" Evan asked.
"Yeah, why would you?" Clover injected.
"Because it's the right thing to do. So do you know where they may be?"
"Well the only places I can think of is: the Seneca Station, the Moonbeam Cinema, or Hamilton's Hideaway."
The Cinema was out, he had no idea where Hamilton's Hideaway was, the Seneca Station would be a good place to start.
"So why are you really doing this Lover?" Clover asked.
They had crossed the river banks heading to the Metro station, she'd been quiet up to that point.
"I told you, because it's the right thing to do." Pegasus explained.
"Bullshit. Nobody ever does anything kind for nothing. So what's the real reason? You trying to score with that Karen girl, I'm not good enough for you?"
"I already told you Clover, if you don't like it, that's your business. But I'm still going to need your help with it."
"Great, so I'm going to get killed along with you. Oh well, my life is in your hands lover."
She started humming. How casual she was with her life was disturbing to him. Though, he was glad that though she was complaining, she was still following him. Then again, that could just be all the brainwashing Eulogy had done to her.
The light of the moon illuminated the small square of the Metro Station. The light, however, didn't penetrate the darkness of the descending stairs. Using his pip-boy light, they descended to the bottom to find some barrels of fire on the left side of the tunnels. Perhaps the family was here after all.
A scurrying sound to the right made them both turn away from the lights.
"Look out!" Clover shouted, blowing a jumping mole rat out of the air. Firing her second round in another running towards them.
Drawing his pistol, Pegasus joined in the fight, shooting two more that came out.
"Can I have a better gun?" Clover asked after the fight.
"Who the hell are you!" A raspy voice shouted. The firelight illuminated the sight of a ghoul in cleaner combat armor then the one Pegasus currently wore, pointing a well maintained assault rifle at them both.
"Just passing through looking for someone." Pegasus explained, hoping that he could talk their way out of this.
"Well hit the road smooth skins, you didn't find who you were looking for here!"
"Who is that Barret. We have company?" Another ghoulish tone said.
"They just killed several of our mole rats Murphy!" Barret shouted back, not taking his eyes off the two.
"You didn't lock the pens again, did you Barret? Take it it's someone from the Family?"
"You know where the Family is!?" Pegasus shouted before Barret could reply. "Can I speak with you please!"
"Please? Never heard anyone but Vance say that to me. Come on in. Barret let them through."
Barret didn't drop his weapon, but did wave them forward. "God damn! You are one ugly son of a bitch." He murmured as they passed.
Murphy was sitting on a desk with a makeshift chemistry test. His glasses, and long lab coat, gave the impression of a scientist, reminding Pegasus of Jonas, minus the rotting skin.
"How many are dead?" Murphy asked.
"Four." Pegasus answered.
"That's not so bad. The things reproduce quickly enough, and I got enough feed for them. So, what brings a smooth skin couple to my place at this time of night?"
"We're looking for the Family." Pegasus decided it wasn't worth correcting him about the couple part. "You wouldn't know where to find them would you?"
"You going to kill them?" Murphy asked.
"They've been attacking Arefu."
"That doesn't answer my question."
"Probably, they've killed and kidnapped from Arefu."
"I doubt they've done that." Murphy laughed. "But if you want to die, you can go in guns blazing, or you can talk to Vance, and see what happened."
"And where can I find Vance?"
"Merseti train yards. Not that far east from here. Just stick to the road, and you'll find it."
Nearly an hour later, walking east on the road, they found the derelict trains rusting away on the rails. Murphy hadn't lied to them after all. Looking in the trains, the insides looked like they hadn't been used in decades. The Family wasn't living in them, so where were they?
A clinkering sound put them on edge, it was moving towards them in rhythmic steps. Taking cover behind some scrap, the glowing dome was the thing that they both noticed first: the glow of a protectrons head.
Turning towards where they were. "HOSTILES DETECTED"" a laser beam hit the far left where they were hiding. "LETHAL FORCE AUTHORIZED!"
They both fired into it, the dome shattered, and it crumbled into a scrap heap.
"Watchdog of the Family, eh?" Clover said, nudging it with her foot.
"I don't think so. It looks like it's been wandering for a while." Pegasus inspected the protectron, finding it to be a very weathered olive green with the faded symbol of the U.S. Army on it. It had been wandering, protecting D.C. for over a century since the bombs fell.
Ripping it apart, Pegasus took out it's fission battery, and the small energy cells that powered it. Looking at its ruins, he felt a ping of regret. If he could have only stunned it, he could've reprogrammed it, then it would be a watchdog of his own.
The protectron was here, and their gun fire didn't draw anyone out of the trains. Pegasus guessed that they where underground. Heading over to the service tunnels, found the door unlocked.
The clearance of debris told him that he was right, seeing the glow of lights put any doubts of people living here out of his head. Following the lights, he stepped close to a baby carriage when it started to cry. Curious he highlighted it with his pip-boy light only to see a makeshift bomb in place of a baby. Ducking for cover, he felt a piece of shrapnel hit him in the back. Wincing, he was thankful for Lucas's armor, it had stopped it from going too deep. He would have to keep it in until he could properly sow the wound close.
"You alright there lover?" Clover asked.
"I'll be fine. Let's be a little more cautious, alright?" Pegasus groaned.
"Tell that to yourself." Clover snipped.
They kept going, slower this time around. Pegasus found a tripwire that was set to trigger a rigged shotgun, disarming it he found the shotgun to be an army model. Remembering reading about it in the magazines that Herman kept, a semi-automatic with a drum magazine meant for close combat.
"You wanted a better gun? Here." Pegasus said, handing it to Clover.
"Oh thanks Lover!" Clover said, doing a weapons check on it that impressed him.
Pegasus missed a pressure plate that released a weight that nearly took their heads off, only by quickly ducking did they manage to avoid it. In a narrow area between two train cars, Pegasus found an old pitching machine, it was aimed down the pathway that was the only way down. Hitting the switch, it shot out a full container of baseballs, all going at least 90 miles per hour. Something that would cripple most people.
At the bottom, the area was highlighted by red light, hearing noise down the right tunnel, he knew he needed to go that way. Yet his path was blocked by a sea of garbage covering the tracks.
Taking some of the baseballs, he tossed them into the trash, hearing the beeping he took cover as the mine went off. Throwing several more, two more mines went off until he saw a clear path leading down into the tunnel he wanted to go to.
As they approached, the sounds turned out to be the radio, playing a familiar tune of Yankee Doodle. The sounds of a cocking gun overcame the music.
"Now just who the hell are you two?" A man stepping from a metal fence said, a combat shotgun pointed at Pegasus. "Thought some more mirelurks set off the mines." The man was highlighted by the glow of lamps behind him, a bearded man with long hair behind a bandana, wearing the same kind of combat armor Pegasus wore, even looking as well maintained.
"I need to see Vance and ask him about the attacks on Arefu." Pegasus didn't know why he was telling him this, but for some reason he felt as though he could trust the man. He had the same kind of aura of trust that Mojo or Lucas had, and like Sonora not long ago, he had to trust the truth to someone with a gun pointed at him.
"That was a mistake that Vance doesn't want ever happening again. You can tell Evan King that they're be no more business like that between the Family and them."
"What about Ian?" Pegasus blurted. "He's with you isn't he?"
"They send you to recover him? Ian came with us willingly. We're his family now."
"I have a letter from his sister, his last living blood family." Pegasus said, reaching inside the armor. Going slow as to not be mistaken as hostile, he pulled out the letter, handing it to the man.
He unfolded it and read it quickly, the gun never wavered off of Pegasus, Clover made a sudden move, and the gun was quickly turned on her.
"We don't mean any harm." Pegasus said.
"We'll see." He said folding the letter back up. "You leave your weapons with me. But you can go on in."
He opened the gates, indicating the empty table, they set their weapons there.
"Hands against the wall, and spread your feet." He said, feeling the cold barrel of a pistol against his temple, as he was patted down.
"Greetings, dearest America. This is your President, John Henry Eden. Let's chat, shall we?" The voice of the President was coming from the radio again. We live in an age of poverty, greed, violence... destruction. Indeed, the very seat of the Federal government, Washington D.C., has been reduced to what is now known as the "Capital Wasteland."
Clover was complaining bitterly about a man touching here without paying first. "Clover shut up!" Pegasus snapped, wanting to not miss anything the President was saying, because now he was saying something interesting.
"The Capital Wasteland... How did it come to this, America? How did your leaders allow the most powerful nation on Earth… to die? The answer is really quite simple. Incompetence. Incompetence at the highest echelons of power. We put our trust, our faith, in halfwits. Our intrepid leaders had everything they wanted. Power. Wealth. Prestige. And it made them lazy, America. Oh yes. And laziness breeds stupidity. Rest assured, I will not make the mistakes of my predecessors. When John Henry Eden builds a country, he builds it to last. The American way. Don't you, my darling America, deserve that? Don't you deserve a future free of war, and fear, and terrible uncertainty? Of course you do. As President of the United States, you have my solemn pledge that I will never rest, NEVER rest, until we all have what we deserve. A place to truly call... home."
"Alright you're cleared to go ahead." the guard said.
Pegasus didn't hear him, all his attention was on the radio. "But for now, my America, we must part. Restoring the greatest country in the world to its former glory, well. That takes time, even for the Enclave." Eden stopped talking and 'America the Beautiful started playing'.
"How long has President Eden been talking?" Pegasus asked.
"I don't know, remember him talking back when I was just a kid." He replied. "It's either a pre-war patriot station playing in infinite loop, or some crazy guy with a radio tower talking into it. Sort of like Three Dog and Galaxy news. Really nothing to get worked up about.
Pegasus wasn't so sure. Eden had called D.C. the Capital Wasteland. Indicating that he was someone of this time, or at least someone from after the war. He had constantly referred to the Enclave like it was a current group working towards restoring a working government. He'd first dismissed the floating eye-bot at the beginning, and even Mojo said that he'd only heard of the Enclave, never saw it. Yet now he heard of a possibility that it existed.
Focus on one thing at a time. He told himself. If the Enclave did exist, then they might be able to help him, if President Eden wasn't completely full of himself.
Entering the main halls of the Merseti station, the thoughts of helping the wasteland were put on hold, he needed to help out one person first. The lights of the barrel fires highlighted the pale people who stood armed, and in dark leather. They all looked pale, as though not seeing any U.V light in days. They were each carrying weapons, far superior than anything Pegasus had seen in Arefu, even looking superior to Paradise Falls.
"So why did Robert let you through?" A man looking hardly any older then Pegasus asked.
"Hey! Don't be so mean Alan!" A woman with curly orange hair, and a low top revealing tight cleavage said. "Might be a new member coming to join us!"
"I'm looking for Vance." Pegasus addressed Alan, so as not to stare at her breast. "I need to talk to him about what happened at Arefu."
"You here for revenge?" Alan asked his hands resting on his assault rifle.
"No. I need to talk about what happened." Pegasus said loudly.
"What happened was a mistake. That will not happen again." A woman's voice boomed. "Alan! Brianna! Do not be hostile to our guests. We are not barbarians! We have to redeem ourselves for your actions to their cattle, Alan!"
"It was an accident Holly!"
The woman ignored him. "These walls echo well. So you need to see Vance? Come up, he's looking forward to your visit, outsider."
"Clover stay here, and stay out of trouble."
"But that's so boring Lover." she protested.
"If you're bored, I can help you with that?" Brianna said seductively.
"Brianna, please do not offer your services to the uninitiated." Holly chided. "This way." she said to Pegasus when he reached to top.
She took him to a chair next to a small fire. Gentle footsteps approached from the darkness, she stepped away, and became silhouetted against the shadows. She stopped to lean in and from what he could make out, she was kissing a tall man. Stepping into the light, his eerily pale skin, and long black mantle gave the impression of an otherworld creature, of something that truly lived in the darkness. Sitting across from Pegasus, the light gave the illusion that it was only the two of them in the Metro Station.
"I am Vance, Father and leader of the Family." He greeted in a soothing monotone. "I am ever regretful for the slaughter of your cattle, Human."
"It's not the brahmin I'm here for Vance. I'm here for what happened to the West family."
"Ah, a most unfortunate circumstance." Vance sighed. "It saddens me so, when one's own loved ones must suffer for the affliction. It is why I've given Ian sanctuary here. And why I've allowed the Family to take the blame for the tragedy, human."
"I don't know what you mean?" Pegasus said. "Can you explain what's going on? Why do you call me human. As though I'm separate from you?" Pegasus had to rub the sleep out of his eyes, all the running around for the past day was taking its toll.
"To explain that. You must understand the Family." Vance said.
He told how they were all outcast, labeled demons, and freaks for their innate need for flesh. The label of cannibal makes them unwelcome in the light of society. All of it was told with flowery prose and words. Vance liked to talk in an almost poetic tone. Pegasus still understood most of it though, they had stopped eating flesh to instead only drink blood, becoming a form of vampire.
"You amaze me. I've never met a human with your gift of cognition before." Vance said. Lest you think I believe I can turn into a bat, and fly away? Of course not. Do I cast my image in the mirror? Absolutely. I have given these lost souls of the wasteland a purpose and identity. I have shown them the ways of the vampire. I've provided them shelter, organization, and a sense of belonging."
"That's great Vance. It still doesn't explain what happened to Ian, and the Wests."
"You do not understand? You disappoint me." Vance chided.
Pegasus stared into the fire, silently piecing it all together. "Are you saying, Ian killed his parents?"
"I was mistaken about you. Yes, his craving for flesh overwhelmed him, and caused him to kill his parents. It was by my intervention that he wasn't lost to his hunger forever."
"I, don't know what to say." Pegasus thought of what he would tell Lucy when he got back. Her parents killed by her own brother? How can someone live with that kind of knowledge?
"Ian is to be left in solitude, he has already talked to his blood brother Justin about his inner struggle. Now he must make his decision for himself."
"I need to see him." Pegasus said. "I have a letter from his sister."
"A tie to his humanity? Then all the more reason he needs to be left alone." Vance said.
You said it's a choice. So let him read the letter, and let him choose which family he wants to belong to."
Vance leaned back, and to Pegasus surprise, he was smiling. "An excellent point. I shall take you to him myself."
"Come to stare at the freak?"
Pegasus sat across from Ian. The young man looked like he'd been crying for days, trying to figure out what had happened.
"I've come to help you. You're a hard man to find Ian." Said Pegasus. "I have a letter from your sister."
"I don't have a sister. The only family I had is dead, and I don't even know how they died."
"Can you explain what happened?" Pegasus had no idea how to be a grief counselor, but maybe he just needed someone to hear him out.
"I'm a mutant! A freak!" Ian wailed. "Ever since I was a child, I've felt this hunger inside of me. Once it overcame me when some wastelanders tried to steal our brahmin. I tried to stop them, but they just laughed at me. The next thing I know, my sister was pulling me off of one. I had ripped his throat out with my teeth."
"Sounds like you were defending the brahmin."
"You'd think that. But I found myself relishing the taste of the man's blood on my lips. I told my sister that, she told me to keep it to myself.
"Every time I got an urge to feed, my sister was there ready to pull me back from the brink. But then she left, and we were stuck in that shack for what felt like days, and I... The next think I knew, I was staring at the bodies of my parents, and Vance came in, he put an arm around me. Like he expected this to happen. He took the blame, and led me here."
Part of Pegasus felt disgusted at Ian, another part pitied him. He let Ian continue to rant, wondering if Ian would do more good with the Family then back at Arefu. Vance had proven to be a reasonable, albeit a bit creepy, man. He was sure that he'd support Ian either way. "Ian, I think you should read your sisters letter."
Handing it to him, he saw the darkness in Ian's eyes light up, however slightly. "She really misses me a lot. I miss her as well."
"That's your choice Ian. You can stay in this family in the tunnels, or you can go back to Arefu, and wait for your blood family to find you."
"I guess, I just needed someone to hear what I wanted to say. Thanks, I'm going to go back to Arefu, I'm going to have to deal with this on my own. I need to pack a few things and say goodbye to the Family.
"Don't worry. You're going to have company on the way back."
"I am disappointed." Vance said melancholic. "It pains me to see one of our flock leave, but I do not put chains on anyone here."
"Vance, you said that you learned how to drink the blood, and leave the flesh right? What if I said we can get a way for Arefu to exist, and you can feed without destroying it?"
"that would be magnificent, but it only sounds like a dream." Vance said.
"Come with me and Ian to Arefu. I'll explain my idea on the way."
Evan King shakily pointed his gun at them, looking as though he had been waiting on needles, when they approached.
"What the hell do you people want!" He said anxiously. "What a minute! Ian? And you two strangers? Who's the strange one?"
"I am Vance, patron of the Family. Now Evan." Vance said, raising his hands when Evan pointed the rifle at him. "There's no need for hostilities."
"No need! You've killed our brahmin, and our people! I should shoot you for what you've done!"
"We've come to apologize for the brahmin. And to show my good will, I've returned Ian, and offer you supplies."
Pegasus, Clover, and Vance all dropped small caches of supplies that was procured from Karl, the Family's merchant, and outside supplier. Unfortunately, the supplies came at the cost of Pegasus's fission battery.
Evan looked confusingly between Pegasus and Vance. "I thought you were going to take care of our problem."
"And so I am." Pegasus said. "Vance has a proposition for you."
"Why should I make any deals with a band of murderers?" Evan snapped.
"I understand your distrust. But know that it was not I that killed the West family."
"Really then who-"
"I did!" Ian said. "I killed them. I was going insane with hunger and after four days without eating-." Ian dropped to his knees crying.
"Ian you did that?" Evan said shocked.
"Yes he did. I found him huddled over their corpses, mourning their deaths." Vance said. "I allowed the Family to take the blame for the killings, for I did not expect to ever come back here again."
Evan wasn't sure how to respond. "Well then, why are you here now?"
"My people may have not killed the Wests, but we did feed off of them." Vance said. Pegasus cringed as Vance explained how they drank the blood of humans, instead of eating the flesh.
"So the deal I have come up with, is that you give us blood packs, and in return you'll receive the protection of the family. We eat, and you are allowed to thrive in the protection of our shadows. What do you say Human?"
"I say that you sound like the craziest nutcases this side of the wasteland!" Evan said opening one of the caches of supplies. "Holy Moley! This is a lot of meat." he said taking out a piece of jerky. "Is this-"
"We do not eat the flesh, drink only the blood." Vance defended. "Mirelurk meat."
"Well this will help us out something fierce." Evan said. "Well perhaps this wasn't such a bad idea after all. You got a deal Vance."
"Excellent! Alan and Brianna shall patrol during the night, and Justin shall protect you during the day."
"Who?"
"That'll be us." Alan said from the shadows. They stepped forward, each carrying an assault rifle. Even Pegasus was surprised by how quiet they were. "We followed in case there was any shooting."
"And on my orders." Vance said. "I wish for trust to exist between the two of us, human."
"Well you got the firepower to wipe us out, and didn't. So I say, I got no choice but to trust you." Evan said. Holding out his hand.
Vance smiled and shook it. "Thank you human for making peace between us." He said putting a hand on Pegasus' shoulder.
"I don't know how to thank you two strangers, in just a day you seemed to solve all our problems, and I don't even know your names."
"That's Clover. I'm Pegasus." Pegasus said.
"A beast of valor and inspiration. A good name for a peacemaker such as yourself." Said Vance.
"Well if I had two caps to rub together, I'd give them to you. Hopefully, that will change now."
"Both of you can do me a favor. Vance can you get Clover some decent armor instead of the old dirty pink dress she's wearing, and we need a place to sleep."
