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Name: Hudson Walcroft

Age: Late 30's

Gender: Male

Faction: Brotherhood of Steel

Rank: Paladin

Physical Description: Paladin Walcroft is a rather large figure, standing at about 6'2 and weighing in at a solid 180lbs. His career as a Brotherhood Paladin has kept him fit and lean, something he feels as an absolute necessity for any combat personnel. In an attempt to keep himself clean and proper as possible, he opts to keep his head shaved and prefers his face to be kept in the same fashion. His normally sullen expression and cold light blue eyes might be a bit off-putting to some, though anyone who is close to the Paladin knows his looks don't always denote his true mood.

Personality: Walcroft, first and foremost, is fanatically loyal to the Brotherhood and Elder Maxson. Completely devoted to the Brotherhood's ideals, Walcroft is among the stanchest and most stalwart supporters of the Brotherhood and its ideals, and is more than willing to put his life on the line if need be. This is especially evident in his support of the Brotherhood's stance on technology, due to his past.

Despite his generally hard exterior, Walcroft does have a softer side. He genuinely cares for his Brothers and Sisters, even more so about the ones under his direct command, viewing himself as something of a father-figure to them. And, while he doesn't like to admit it, tends to get more involved in their personal lives than he should. This overprotective side has more than once caused him a great deal of stress as he attempts to balance his protective side with his duty as a soldier of the Brotherhood.

Walcroft, like so many others of the Brotherhood, believes Maxson to be a godsend. He has unwavering loyalty to the young Elder, viewing him as the savior of the Brotherhood and the one to lead them to greatness.

Armor/Clothing: As most Paladins and Knights, Walcroft is almost always in his suit of T-60 Brotherhood power armor, adorned with the stripes denoting his rank.

On the odd occasion he isn't in his armor, Walcroft can be seen in a black variant of the standard Brotherhood of Steel uniform, opting to occasionally wear a flight jacket over it.

Weapons: Walcroft's weapon of choice is an automatic laser rifle, specifically the one he has had ever since he became a Knight many years ago. Though it has gone through many different modifications over the years, the rifle itself has been be kept in excellent condition, a result of its wielder's nigh-zealous maintenance of it.

Walcroft's side arm, however, changes from time to time, depending on what the mission entails. Recently, he has taken preference to a standard .44 revolver.

History: Walcroft was born into the Brotherhood back in the Capital Wasteland. Both his mother and father were field scribes, Brotherhood patriots, and loving parents. It was assumed he'd follow in their footsteps and undergo scribe training, and for a time, he fully intended to.

However, when he just a child, his mother and father both went on a mission they never returned from. Whilst examining some Pre-War ruins, one of their group had tripped an old security system, and both his parents were unfortunately caught up in a firefight with a sentry bot, ultimately ending in their untimely demise.

Left an orphan, Walcroft made a choice that would shape the rest of his life. Seeing that the Codex was right, and that technology was in fact dangerous in the hands of those who couldn't be trusted to wield it, he chose the life of a Knight rather than scribe.

The next few years were spent as a squire to one of the Paladins, at which point he was officially made a knight. His passion for the Brotherhood and zeal for its ideology, as well as his combat effectiveness, made him a favorite among his superiors.

Years and many successful missions later, Hudson Walcroft was officially made a Paladin of the Brotherhood of Steel, a rank he maintains to this day with pride. Since becoming a Paladin, Walcroft has served as a commanding officer to numerous squads. Due to his success, he was one of the Paladins to be selected to aid the Brotherhood in the Commonwealth against the evils of the Institute and their dreaded synths, a cause he is more than happy to lay down his life for.

Faction Name: Diamond City


Population (rough estimate, no hard numbers): Maybe 400 people, more coming and going on average. DC is a major trading hub and the safest city in the Commonwealth so let me know if the numbers seem low.


Location: Fenway Park


Economy (exports and imports etc.): Anything and everything in the Commonwealth at one time or another passes through Diamond City, some of our citizens have reputable establishments catering to the more lethal or exoctic among them. If you’re lucky you can even buy a Power Armor frame now and then. Most notable to our economy is our Power Noodles which can only be bought fresh in Diamond City, anywhere else and they’re pathetically soggy.


Culture: Here at Diamond City we take great pride in the Wall. The Great Green Jewel of the Commonwealth. It’s no surprise that anything related to the Wall has become a part of our local culture and while many facets of baseball have been lost over time we retain what makes this city so great.


Government: Democratic


Military: We may not have the Powered Armored Soldiers of the Great War, but with the Wall we don’t have too. Many of Diamond Security’s finest are all decked out in our own unique guard armors. From simple padded chest pieces to hardened helmets our boys in blue are ready and willing to tackle any danger that the Commonwealth may throw at us.

But you’re likely wondering what ranks our security force utilize to delegate responsibility and ability. Well then starting from the lowest we have Batboys, these are the initiates those just joining our famed city as it’s newest protectors. They will be drilled the basics until they are given armor and issued weapons.

From there they rise to Baseman where after each rank upwards to three they then become Pitchers. Pitchers will patrol the outer wall, ensuring that it is well maintained and secured, should they notice any defects in the wall, heaven forbid they’ll inform our maintenance staff.

From there they become Catchers and are often tasked with more dangerous missions to ensure the safety of Diamond City such as attacking any raiders that hold up within our territory or secure valuable supplies when necessary. Mostly they keep the trade routes safe for merchants.

Those reaching the highest rank of Umpire oversee all. They are our Police Chiefs and authorize missions and delegate duties as he or she sees fit.


History:

Diamond City was founded in the 2130's in Fenway Park, and quickly established itself as a safe haven for settlers of the Commonwealth, thanks to what its residents affectionately referred to as "the Wall". Later decades saw Diamond City grow into the Commonwealth's largest and most prosperous community, as well as a degree of social stratification. Wealthier residents came to live in homes in the settlement's exclusive Upper Stands, overlooking the Lower Field where everyone else strove to make a living.

In 2180, the Commonwealth Minutemen defended the city from an attacking group of Super mutants. This caused the faction's eventual rise to fame.

An incident known as the "Broken Mask" occurred in 2229, when a man calling himself Mr. Carter arrived. At first, the people of the city warmed to Mr. Carter, but while he was drinking at the bar that occupied the center of Diamond City's marketplace, he went berserk and killed several residents. When security personnel killed Mr. Carter, they discovered he was a Synth created by the Institute. From that moment on, the people of Diamond City lived in fear that they would be covertly replaced by Synths, though such talk was discouraged and ridiculed by the city's leadership. Even so, a number of people began inexplicably disappearing from the city over the following years, a disturbing trend that no one wished to acknowledge.

In 2272, the protectron Takahashi took up residence in the marketplace's old bar and opened Power Noodles, a restaurant that became a staple of Diamond City culture.

By 2282, Diamond City's mayor was McDonough. In that year, he controversially decreed the expulsion of all ghouls from the city. Some ghouls relocated to Goodneighbor, and continued to bear a grudge against both Mayor McDonough and the inhabitants of Diamond City in general, who did little to reverse the decree.

By 2287, some residents came to believe McDonough had been replaced by a Synth, a suspicion exacerbated by Piper, her sister Nat, and their newspaper Publick Occurrences.

Now less than two weeks have passed since Mayor McDonough has been revealed as a Synth. The City will hold its latest election. Those running candidates are..

Geneva. The former secretary.

Takahashi.. Removed as Candidate. Note don’t let the Bobrov brothers near the voting stands, who knows who’ll they’ll appoint next as a joke.

Pastor Clements

Clayton Bishop

Location:

The Abbey itself is located in upstate New York, but one of their missions is just entering the Commonwealth, and they will be the subject of this RP. This group initially sets up shop at the Lonely Chapel, in the far west of the Commonwealth.

Economy (exports and imports etc.):

The Abbey itself survived off of growing crops and trading goods with surrounding settlements through proxy. The mission to the Commonwealth was sent with plenty of supplies, but, being far from home, will have to find a way to replenish, or die a slow death.

Culture:

Very religious and highly intellectual. The Abbey is one the most educated places in the wasteland that isn’t completely isolationist. Notice the “completely”: The Abbey is rather isolated and distant from the rest of society. Much of the inhabitants, both clergy and laity, are somewhat overly cautious and ignorant of the outside world. Those with experience are mainly missionaries (such as Marcella from Point Lookout), and spend most of their time away from the abbey itself. That said, education typically includes all the basics: Reading, Writing, Mathematics, Theology- quite the step up from your average wastelander. In short, the Abbey’s members are “book smart” but not very “street smart”.

The Abbey is not the domain solely of clergy, and is home to a couple hundred lay men and women. Some came to the Abbey, but most were born there, descendants of early survivor groups who stumbled upon the structure shortly after the Great War.

The Abbey is not a single building but a full community, though the old structure remains the center of the community. Its isolation deep in the woods of upstate New York keeps it safe, but, again, leaves the inhabitants largely innocent of the outside world, as well as making them generally poor warriors due to a lack of need for soldiers.

All of these factors carry over to the Commonwealth mission, which is composed of a priest, several doctor “hospitallers”, and about a dozen “Knight Hospitallers”, who’s duty is to protect the non-combatants, though there effectiveness is lessened by the “knights” really being greens and the whole group being somewhat naive with regards to the dangers and attitudes of the Wasteland.

Government:

The head of the Abbey is the Abbot (or Abbess), though the laity largely govern themselves through a council. The Abbot wields veto power, however.

On the expedition, the mission to the Commonwealth is technically headed by a ghoul named Father Ethan, the priest of the expedition. However, there are some tensions between him and the head doctor Kateri Lis and the head knight Maria Diaz.

Military:

The Knights Hospitaller are given basic training, enough to survive in a fight and protect missionaries and doctors (Unlike their namesake, they are not a monastic order but a lay one). Their original job was warding raiders away from a twenty-mile radius around the Abbey, to help maintain its secrecy. They do not have even the combat experience of your average raider. In addition, their equipment is very low-tech; mainly relegated to hunting rifles and shotguns with leather armor at best. The mission to the Commonwealth also suffers from a severe lack of manpower; there are only a dozen knights who must focus on protecting the non-combatants.

However, one thing the knights do not lack for is fighting spirit. They fight with a zeal and determination that few in the wasteland can match.

History:

The Abbey was originally a Catholic monastery located in upstate New York, but its original name is long forgotten. Its remote location allowed it to escape the blast and the raider gangs. This is not to say it was never found. A few years after the bombs fell, a group of a several dozen survivors stumbled upon the Abbey. The monks, tired of their isolation, let the group in, and this formed the basis of the lay population of the Abbey today.

Over time, a town grew up around the Abbey, and the Monks were able to use their knowledge to grow un-irradiated food inside the buildings, mainly using offspring of pre-war supplies of vegetables. Eventually, farmland growing native wasteland plants sprung up when this was exhausted.

The community was self-sufficient, small, and isolated. And this way it lived for a hundred years. But in the 2180s, the Abbot decided it was time to re-evangelize the wastes, and sent out missionaries across the Eastern Seaboard. These missionaries were forbidden from sharing the location of the Abbey for fear of drawing hostile forces to the area. They met with mixed success on their missions, individuals and groups across the region were brought to the faith. However, many of the missionaries also just ended up dead.

After another hundred years of this half-baked effort, one of the Abbey’s most experienced missionaries, Marcella, was slain in Maryland in 2278. After several years of her not returning, she was pronounced dead (the residents having no way of knowing her true fate), and controversy erupted in the Abbey. It was decided that single missionaries were no longer good enough, and that a solid mission of several people, rather than just one, was needed. This mission would include doctors, a priest, and several knights.

In 2287, the mission set out for the Commonwealth…

Faction Name: The Scorned

Location: Libertalia, a flotilla of ships, rafts, platforms covered by a makeshift town of scrap and ship parts.

Economy: The rugged inhabitants of Libertalia live a double life, when they desire loot they take to their boats and pillage the coast. In between raids they fish, shrimp, gather and hunt. The Scorned themselves usually subsist on raiding and taxing the farmers for food, though they have increasingly become more involved in the activity of fishing themselves over the years.

Exports:

- Fish

- Frogs

- Mire lurk (meat, egg, shell, etc)

- Dolphin (rare & expensive)

- Oysters, clams, and mussels

- Shrimp

- Salt

Imports:

- Leather

- Fur

- Milk

- Fruit & vegetables

- Guns & bullets

- Beef (expensive)

- Wood

- Brahmin dung (for fuel)

Businesses within the city:

- Rising Sun (Gambling house & brothel)

- Treasures & Trophies (General Supply)

- Fish market / Bazaar

- Drowned Man’s Drink (Tavern & inn)

Culture: Libertalia is a ‘Free City’ meaning it is open to anyone who has the guile and strength to carve out a living there. The wastelanders that do settle there are an unforgiving and ungentle people. Though individual prejudices are present, the common law favors no one in particular. The Scorned have run Libertalia for the last decade and in doing so greatly shaped the identity of the town.

The Scorned themselves are a raider clan based on the idea that each of its members has been rejected, wronged, abused, and disrespected or in another way victimized. The Scorned see themselves as vengeful spirits made flesh and dedicate their lives to ‘Righting the Wrongs’ of others. Because of this ingrained belief the Scorned are infamous for their cruelty and brutality. Often taking out their angers and frustrations against their victims in grotesque ways.

Initiates to the Scorned must pass several trials in order to become full members. They must first shave their head, relinquish all their belongings and cease all contact with anyone and anything from their former lives. After this comes a trial of combat and endurance, here the initiates are forced to engage in hand to hand combat with mirelurks. The last trial is one of will power and dedication, to prove they are able to handle life among raiders the initiates must bring a child back to the clan. The younger the better, if anyone in the family resists, the initiates are ordered to take their hands as well. Once these trials are complete the initiates endure the final one the ‘Feast of Flesh’ and are afterward considered reborn as spirits of vengeance.

For these reasons, along with the brutal and deadly life of living on the sea, the Scorned are composed of some of the most ruthless, cunning and resourceful men and women of the wasteland. All of them willingly pledging their lives to the clan, seeking whatever pleasure and fortune they can rip form others.

Government: Scorned follow a central leader, known as a Captain, with a small body of advisors, they elect this leader every five years, though any Captain can be replaced at any time through an issue of a challenge. By ‘challenging’ a leader the accuser calls upon them to engage in single combat. Captains cannot refuse any challenge issued to them, whether by their own or by outsiders, doing so immediately forfeits all authority and holding’s that Captain had. The winner of this trial of combat is crowned the Captain.

The advisors to the Captain are made up of the most veteran and senior members of the Scorned. Usually Violators or former Captains themselves, they consul the current Captain through their decisions and draw upon their experience to guide them in the right direction.

Military:

Libertalia has a small fishermen’s militia, which is neither well-armed nor trained. The merchants of its shops and the various small raider clans and lone mercs that call the town home are more concerned with themselves then the settlement at large. They are driven by a desire for loot, and a fear of death. They will not fight when the losses outweigh the gains.

The fighting forces of the Scorned are divided into four different units, they also act as a rudimentary franking system for the raider army.

At the lowest rung are initiates, typically lightly armed and armored, the initiates make up for their lack of experiences, skill and equipment with pure savage zeal in combat. Eager are they to prove themselves to the Scorned and join their exalted ranks.

The ‘Corsairs’ or ‘Reavers’ are next, this is the vast majority of the clan and all fully fledged members answer to those names. Armed with whatever weapons and armor the Scorned are able to seize and buy for themselves, they are skilled and effective fighters, far superior to the average wasteland raider. While not off looting the corsairs spend their time hunting mirelurk and other dangerous game.

Depending on an initiate’s performance during the trials and the ‘Feast of Flesh’ they may be selected for the feared ‘Violators’. The Violator are a small, elite cadre of warriors within the Scorned, totally and utterly dedicated to combat. They are true sadists and revel in causing pain and spilling the blood of any and all who stand before them. The Violators are also extremely prideful and vain of their looks, each working diligently to ensure that retain their ‘beauty’. Many have long hair kept as clean as possible, often pulled up into topknots in battle and shaved on certain sides and patterns. Clad in polished armor, tight banded leather clothing and high black boots they wield the finest weapons available to the Scorned. Their signature weapon being the dart-thrower, a compact semi-automatic bow-gun that can be fired with either one or two hands. Like their blades their darts are coated in poisons and toxins

The Exonerated are those members of the Scorned that were able to ‘Right their Wrong’. Typically this means they killed the person or people who were responsible for driving them to join the Scorned. The Exonerated are highly respected among the Scorned and for this reason often have the pick of the best gear.

The backbone of the Scorned is its fleet of ships and canoes. Most of them are small rowboats or canoes used for fishing and raiding by small bands of raiders. The transport for most reavers to and from the coast is by way of slave-galley. These are sail boats that have been gutted, had their masses removed stuffed with a crew of oar slaves. These galley slaves are typically the strongest of those taken on slaving raids. Chained at the ankle and wrist to both the oar and the ship, the slaves are ‘encouraged’ to row fast and hard.

The flagship of the fleet however is the steamship, taken from a southern trader during a hijacking, it has been refitted and refurbished to better aid the Scorned in war. This includes added armor, gangways to be dropped on nearby docks or ships, a two mounted flamers and a second set of stairs.

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History: Libertalia began as little more than a small cluster of fishing boats and platforms that raiders used as a staging ground to launch raids on to the coast and the interior. This persisted over several decades, and through the reign of multiple raider warlords the structure became larger and more complex. Wealth that was stolen was usually squandered on consumables, such as drugs and bullets but some raider chiefs invested in the structure itself. With its growing size, wealth and strength other clans flocked to the growing raider town. At this time it became a haven for sin and excess, with a massive number of bandits living there, the raids increased in both number and savagery over time.

That was until roughly decade ago when a steamboat and a small fleet of canoes and row boats arrived from the south. It was the Scorned, a raider clan hailing from the south near the Chesapeake Bay area. After a week long siege the Scorned were able to infiltrate Libertalia’s defenses and seize the town. They butchered most of the inhabitants and enslaved the rest, they impaled dozens them alive in the coming weeks on the wrecks near the town and the coastline. After this the Scorned set about improving what they could in the flotilla, then went about using their new base to raid the coast. With the secure location of Libertalia the Scorned were unassailable by any without a boat, and any raiders that came to dislodge them found the small town practically a fortress.

Over the years as the wealth and size of Libertalia grew, small raider clans and bands of wastelanders headed out to make what life they could there. In that time the Scorned have become accustomed to their role as rulers. Though they still launch raids against the coast, they have begun trade and relations with other settlements and factions within the wasteland.

Location:

East by North East of Diamond City, just about dead North East of the Combat Zone. Goodneighbor exists in what was once known as Scollay Square. If you're exploring the central Commonwealth and your geiger meter starts jumping you're probably near the Mass Fusion building, and you should probably head south east quick. You'll run into Goodneighbor and you won't die from radiation poisoning to boot. It's a win win. If that radiation turns you into a ghoulie you go right on ahead and just keep heading south east, you're welcome in Goodneighbor just the same.


Economy:

Goodneighbor is a hub second in the Commonwealth only to Diamond City. Whatever it is you're looking for you can probably find it here, but it is going to cost you. Warehouses full of goods and a front square with a living weapon that sells weapons. Just don't tell KL-E-O I said that. For your more run of the mill tastes there's Daisy's General Store right next door, for your more developed tastes you're going to have to do some digging of your own. Just be careful. Goodneighbor is a safe place to live for those who know not to stick their nose where it don't belong.


Culture:

Goodneighbor was founded by criminals exiled from Diamond City. Now I know what you're thinking, but consider this. They didn't go join some Raider gang. They didn't hook up with the Gunners. Our forefathers set up here in Goodneighbor, and when Diamond City decided they were too good for the ghoulies we took them in with open arms. We might be a little rough around the edges, **** it we pride ourselves on being a little bit rough around the edges, but you won't get thrown out for not looking quite right around here. Goodneighbor is a place for those that don't fit in anywhere else. So long as you keep your hands to yourself you should do just fine, but if someone's really pushing your buttons. It is what it is, ain't no one going to look at you funny for taking care of business.

Government: Democratic


Military:

Goodneighbor never exactly had a military. Most of us are refugees for one reason or another, so we stick together. Yeah, if you start trouble with someone in Goodnieghbor and have a decent reason you might just get 86'd on out the door, if that, ...but you start trouble for no good reason at all, or you just open fire, or you come in trying to take one of us by force. Well you'll be looking down an awful lot of barrels awfully quick, and word around town is KL-E-O will replace the ammo we spend gratis. Maybe you think you're tough though. Just bare in mind, whatever you may think of them, the Triggermen do a lot of their business here and if there's one thing those boys don't like it's people messing about with their business.

History:

Like I said, Goodneighbor was founded by a group of criminals exiled from Diamond City, that emerald eyesore, in the year 2240. Mayor McDonough can svck it, just for posterity in this here historical document. For a long time Goodneighbor was run by a mob boss, Vic. Vic was a **** and he wasn't no Mayor. Vic was a corrupt ruthless low life piece of **** who liked to get his jollies watching his boys kill defenseless drifters on the streets. Sick ****. One day he ****ed around and let one of his henchmen kill a friend of mine, for no good reason, right in front of me. I'm ashamed to say I did junk until I blacked out that day but the next morning I was reborn; it wasn't too long after that that Goodneighbor was reborn as well.

We took that slimy bottom feeding no good...we killed that ****. I gathered the people of Goodneighbor behind me and we took the whole ****ing city back. Of the people, for the people, you're god damned right it is. Everyone's welcome.

The Forged

Faction Name: The O'Neil Family

Location: Fort Hagen

Economy: Mostly the selling of pre-war military supplies. After everyone who participated gets their share the rest goes to The Council to purchase necessities such as food, water, whiskey, etc.

Culture: Family first, caps second, everything else last. Unless family is in danger in some way, money is the primary goal. While not isolationist, the O'Neils are generally apprehensions of outsiders.

Government: A form of Hereditary Oligarchy called The Council made up of all the family chiefs. When a branch of the family grows to large, the chroniclers appoint a chief of that branch (usually the one most closely related to the main branch). That Chieftainship then passes first through the children eldest to youngest, then through the siblings in the same way. If a chief dies without either one of these his chieftainship is terminated and his branch combined with a closely related one. Chiefs are considered lords of their branch and can only be superseded by The Council. The Council is made up of all the available chiefs and deliberate on important matters of the family, their word is absolute. All the chiefs have equal say on the council barring two exceptions: a chief has dishonored himself by disobeying the familial laws, but not so severely as to lose his chief status, his vote always counts less and the Patriarch, a direct descendent of the families progenitor, who's vote always counts for more.

Military: Well armed and provisioned, but not well manned. While a couple of well armed and provisioned troops can guard a perimeter or a caravan just fine (supplemented by mercenaries, to the great irritation of some members) they won't do so well in an actual battle due to low numbers and lack of group cohesiveness.

History: The O'Neils were rather poor Irish immigrants living in America in the latter days before the Great War. In a great stroke of luck, on some land they owned together the family struck oil. With the price being much higher during the Resource War the O'Neils made a killing. Wisely, the then Patriarch decided to use the fortune to build a bunker in case of total atomic annihilation and store the rest of the money inside. Decades after the bombs dropped, the family eventually migrated out into the wasteland, traded their dollars for caps, and settled down. They continued in relative wasteland luxury for many years, but their fortune began to dwindle. In a rash action to please the other chiefs, the Patriarch came up with a rash scheme. He decided to order occupation of local military installations, sell the munitions to raiders for cheap, and split the loot of the attacked settlements. Eventually the settlements caught on and ran the O'Neils out of town, they have been wandering ever since. Now, after long years of trying to locate a place far enough away from their past and populated enough to rebuild their fortune, they found it; the Commonwealth.

Name: The Valence Wanderer

Appearance: Looks like https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/549480382417342464/PzIABP6t_400x400.jpeg but with 200 years of wear and jury rigged repairs

Location: Varies, begins docked around north Boston

Brief History: Before the Great War, the Valence was the private yacht of one of America’s many rich and corrupt politicians. Luxurious and advanced (with an atomic engine) its pre-war owner would have never guessed that the vessel would be hauling mutated fruit up and down the east coast of post-apocalyptic North America. But such became its fate after an ambitious trader and sea captain named Nadine salvaged her from the ruins of Martha’s Vineyard. While to any outsider it may seem like a captain’s dream, Nadine preferred her older and far more reliable vessel, the Duchess Gambit. The Valence runs on expensive fusion cores and has complex parts constantly in need of repair. Plus, it lacks the history the old Gambit had with Nadine, which partially explains its appearance in the Commonwealth.

Crew:

http://fallout.gamepedia.com/Nadine- Once a na?ve young girl in search of adventure, Nadine has grown into a worldly traveler of post apocalyptia as she hauls scrap, Punga fruit, and the occasional passenger up and down the coast. Eccentric and fearless, her bravery nearly got the best of her after a tussle with raiders led to her losing a ship (the Duchess Gambit) and nearly her life. An eye patch and peg leg (below the knee) serve as grim reminders of the fateful encounter. With the help of a notable passenger, she arrives in Boston with the hopes of retrieving her lost vessel.

Ivan- An old Russian ghoul Nadine met up in Scotia with a mysterious past. Somehow knows a lot about repairing complicated pre-war machinery and is thus the only thing keeping the Valence from erupting into a mushroom cloud and a tidal wave.

http://fallout.gamepedia.com/Point_Lookout_tribals (Archie, Dove, and Cal Jr.)- Former cultists from the swamps of Maryland, Nadine took them under her wing after the loss of their leader led to their tribe falling into anarchy. Offering manpower and some muscle, Nadine never regrets her decision taking them aboard, though their constant talk of the “Great Brain in the Sky” gets pretty old.

Passengers:

http://fallout.gamepedia.com/Harkness (formerly A3-21)- Former security chief of Rivet City, Harkness comes to the Commonwealth for answers. Finding his purpose meaningless after the Brotherhood took over Rivet City with the rest of D.C., Harkness seeks to reconcile the split identity that was revealed to him nearly a decade ago and to remedy a mistake he made in that confusing moment of unveiling: allowing that b****** Zimmer to leave Rivet City unscathed.

http://fallout.gamepedia.com/Private_Jones: A crusty Mr. Gutsy serving as a body guard for Harkness. While technically property of Rivet City, he seemed eager to follow his boss on the journey north. For perhaps some personal reason Harkness felt the machine’s desire trumped any property rights the City may have had.

Faction Name: Children of The Atom

Location: Crater of Atom(Crater at the center of the Glowing Sea), Kingsport Lighthouse, various other places where radiation is rampant, and a few relatively safe outposts where they interact and trade with outsiders.

Economy (exports and imports etc.): Exports: They have various products they like to call "Gifts of Atom", which are useful products developed from irradiated and nuclear stuff. They trade and sell these in hopes of "spreading the glow" and "making Atom's gifts to Earth useful to all", but realistically they provide a strong economic stimulus to the religion. They bring materials from the Glowing Sea on strange irradiated Brahmin.
-"Flecks of Glow": Irradiated Material(like the crafting ingredient in game)

-"Unifying Glow": a kind of extra strong gooey green adhesive that is radioactive and hot when melted, but becomes more(not completely) safe after drying. Although it is favored for Industrial purposes and requires some careful handling, it is a grade above regular adhesive.

-"Relics of Glow": Pre-War stuff involving nuclear materials. They generally worship and protect the most powerful "artifacts" they find, but wastelanders can buy anything from nuclear microscopes and alarm clocks to partially depleted fusion cores.

-"Glowing Salves": Various medicines that use radiation.

-Any useful bits of irradiated animals that are left over after they get what they need. They have hunters who hunt down the "beasts Atom created to try us and give us sustenance".

-Any salvage they don't need they find in the Glowing Sea or elsewhere. These can range from insanely valuable equipment to ammo to various knick-knacks.

Imports:
-Some crops. Mostly Tato, Razorgrain, and Mutfruit. They make this into a mash for common food.

-Especially irradiated objects if anyone is willing to trade and transport them.

-Ammunition and weapons for those who are converted to their ranks, but not high enough rank to wield the holy instruments known as Gamma Guns to outsiders.

Culture: The Children of The Atom believe that the nuclear fire of the Great War was a holy and constructive event called the "Great Divide". This is because in their eyes every atomic mass contains a universe, so every source of nuclear fission and radiation is considered holy and constructive. Radiation is known as "The Glow", and connects people to their god Atom, while also spreading his influence and creation of life.

They have grown hierarchical, with trials of "Englowment"(spending an extended amount of time with radiation) being the primary method of rising up. One not so terrible trial is full entrance to the organization as a New Born. One stronger trial will let you be a Born. The third and severe one is the entrance into Priesthood and the award of a "Holy Instrument"(Gamma Gun) and robes instead of leather armor. They tend to discourage so many Born becoming Priests, so they keep a strong secular caste that can trade and relate with outsiders more.

Government: In the tradition of Cromwell and Maya, a married couple of the most holy of them(Had the most service and trials of Englowment) is chosen by a council of the other most holy Brothers and Sisters. The ones elected become Mother and Father of the Children of The Atom, and have almost full reign over the organization. They are unusually serene and not tyrannical to keep the Council from beating them out and to live up to ideal. The current Mother's husband died in the journey to Glowing Sea.

Those Englowed enough can join the Council and it's bureaucracy of Brothers and Sisters, who carry out the more casual functions of the organization like trading, preaching, leading outposts, and gathering money.

Military: To enter priesthood is to train relentlessly with a Gamma Gun. All members of the priesthood can become holy soldiers, but some dedicate themselves to military purposes and become "Hospitallers", which have their own mini hierarchy. They make up the military elite generally, and fight ferociously armored only with weaved robes and bits of leather.

Below them are the ranks of Newborn and Born, who are not much more skilled then raiders(some actually were raiders), and use an assortment of leather armor, hunting rifles, and pipe guns. Some are skilled enough to hunt the monsters of the Glowing Sea for prestige and meat though.

Regardless of the fancy organization, their military tends to be short on numbers from the overall priestly organization of the Children of The Atom, and slow population growth. But they are deceptively prepared for combat, since even a lowly preacher is trained with one of the most powerful weapons in the Commonwealth

History:
The Children of the Atom were founded in the Capital Wasteland in D.C. In a date unknown, before the town of Megaton stood around them. At first they were a few settlers who were searching for greener pastures, but they found a different kind of green. A strange device, emanating some kind of energy. They didn't know then it was an un detonated atomic bomb. They just saw a strangely beautiful artifact seething what they would come to call and worship "The Glow".

As their numbers grew from wanderers and survivors, they eventually realized what it was. They didn't turn away from their faith, however, and they began to create a scripture and dogma. They've written out how a holy god known as "Atom" caused the "First Great Divide", known as the Great War to most wastelanders, creating trillions of universes with each atomic mass split. Atom spread the Glow during this event to allow his work to continue on Earth when he left. Instead of shooting ghouls on sight like many would in those days, they considered them blessed by Atom to be the most rightfully assigned to continue the task of spreading the Glow. Of course they began to have a high mortality rate from the radiation, but they began to justify death in service of Atom as righteous since millions of universes would be created with their death.

Eventually they helped a bigger group of settlers build Megaton around the bomb, and things continued uneventfully and relatively peacefully for years, with Confessor Cromwell and his wife Mother Maya in the lead. In 2277 after the Enclave was defeated, however, tensions began to mount when an ex member took a whole shipment of Megaton's Aqua Pura, and began irradiating it and redistributing it as "Holy Water" in order to spread the Glow. The Lone Wanderer dealt with her, but the Children of the Atom didn't make any statement against the radical's acts. Suspicions, once created, were hard to put down, and Megaton began to split into two groups: one who thought the Children should be able to stay, and one who thought they should forced to leave. The especially angry managed to convince the Brotherhood that the Children of The Atom needed to go.

When word came to the Children of The Atom that squad of Knights was on it's way to push them out, Confessor Cromwell summoned his followers to the ultimate task: a migration north with the bomb. To him, the sacred relic had to be preserved from the Brotherhood, but he would stay behind to protect the holy waters he had preached over his whole life. Mother Maya rounded up enough sympathetic locals to help them, and they secured a Brahmin cart big enough to carry what remained of the bomb. Their diaspora was successful enough. The bomb was lugged out of the Capital Wasteland, but the cart broke down and the bomb broke near another small town. Meanwhile, a few stragglers came with news Mother Maya already felt. Cromwell had been killed by the Brotherhood. He was now their new martyr.

They quickly spread their influence through the town, a little more forceful since the calamity before exposed the need to protect themselves. They managed to find someone who passed for some sort of scientist to engineer weapons for them. Mother Maya ordered new holy weapons to protect themselves with and spread the glow, as death to enemies should come with the spread of life. Thus, the Gamma Guns were born from the wreck of the atom bomb. They were a new holy instrument for a new age of evangelism.

They kept going North, gaining numbers, enhancing their skills. Early in 2287, they heard of a holy place known as the Glowing Sea, and immediately set out to move into it. It was a trial for them, but their most holy eventually staked out a place at the center of Sea. Many others came through the eastern boundary of Sea and moved north into the Commonwealth.

Faction Name: The Regulators

Location: The Castle and its surrounding area is under the protection of the Regulators

Economy: Capitalist

Exports: Guns (taken off of raiders and other criminal degenerates), fishing, contract killing of known criminals, etc.

Imports: Anything it’s decided they “need” at the time, this is managed by the Inner Circle.

Culture: The Regulators are a mercenary army that works to undo injustice in the Commonwealth, they are extremely vigilant against one thing: criminals. Highwaymen are killed without hesitation. The Regulators continue where the Minutemen left off, they are the people’s army, even if their methods aren’t exactly civilized. Violent criminals are killed on the spot. Pickpockets and thieves receive the same treatment. Drugs and minor offenses are not worthy of violence, but are confiscated. This had led to some allegations of the Regulators simply confiscating chems for their own enjoyment.

Government: There are three tiers to the Chain of Command of the Regulators

General: Ian Velan (Elected by Council in the event of his death)

Inner Circle: Five Guardians that have proven themselves to be worthy of leadership, they function as advisors and will occasionally function as diplomats

Delegates: Local leaders that pass along information to the Inner Circle, often made up of Captains

Military: The Regulators are predominantly a police force, but function militaristically against large groups of them.

General: Same as above

Guardians: The Bodyguards assigned to the General, they wear http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Riot_gear looted from abandoned military bases between the Capital Wasteland and the Commonwealth. They wield higher quality weapons based on their strengths, (for example while one might wield a modified hunting rifle, the other might wield a railway rifle, or a modified laser scattergun. They vary from person to person.)

Captains: Leaders of groups of Regulators, they have whatever they used to earn this distinction as a Regulator, but have adopted a http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Colonial_duster to show a distinction between them and their subordinates.

Regulator: Everyone else in the Regulators function as a police force, they are equipped with their weapons of the trade, these range from simple pipe rifles to nicer weaponry like a combat shotgun.

History: The Regulators arrived in the Commonwealth in 2286, they had fled the Capital Wasteland after groups of raiders routed them from their old headquarters. Sonora Cruz guided them to the Commonwealth, only to be killed when trying to get the fractured Minutemen to join their ranks. Ian Velan unofficially took command soon after and led the Regulators to the Castle. After their arrival, Ian was formally decided to lead, he restructured the Regulators into a more militaristic force. Within the last year, they have made the Castle a heavily fortified structure, and have begun cutting down on criminal activity in their sphere of influence. Raiders, highwaymen, pickpockets, etc. have been wiped out within their area, and Ian Velan has shown the effectiveness of “cruelty against an already cruel enemy.”

Name: Ian Velan

Age: Early 30’s

Gender: Male

Race: White Human Male

Faction: Regulators

Rank: Inquisitor

Height: 6ft

Weight/Build: Skinny and not overly muscular

Appearance: Ian has

Equipment:

Armor: He wears the http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Minutemen_general

Weapons:

Primary: He uses a Brush Gun that is engraved with the quote “Let the lord judge the criminals” on the stock

Secondary: He uses a Laser Musket that has been heavily modified to function as a Blunderbuss, effective range: 10m

Concealed: A 10mm Pistol and its silencer are disassembled for concealment purposes in case of emergency or capture

Melee: Serrated Chinese Officer Sword

Miscellaneous Items: A pack of “Red Apple” cigarettes and a silver etched lighter