Well there was this one time, far out in the wastes of Nevada, that a character of mine decided to take up refuge in a cave after surviving an attack by Legion Assassins. The cavern turned out to be home to a pack of Deathclaws. Out of the frying pan, into the fire, as they say.
Made it out of there with only a couple of shots left in my trusty .44, my right and left leg broken, only a few ticks left in my health bar, and then just when I thought I had made it into the clear, a lone Legion veteran happened by...
This post has been edited by Arcry: Aug 19 2011, 07:31 PM
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