The Old Man Of The Mountain



Using information we gleaned from the notes Megan stole from Babushka's secret files in ColStor, we managed to find the location of a secret vault that Babushka was using for experimentation. We managed to enter the main part of the vault and close the vault door behind us via hacking. We then disabled its hydraulics to prevent it from being opened via the overseer terminal. However, we were being pursued by the Vitorae Company, a group of mercenaries seeking to capture us "escaped slaves" in exchange for a bounty. They broadcasted the following (paraphrased):

"--We will begin today, message will repeat on 91.3.

This is Vitorae Company Captain Norman Locker, we have tracked escaped slaves to this region. Transmission went more or less offline, but we're pretty sure they're within range of this radio. This is your opportunity to turn them in for a reward in advance. Because we have their frequency ranges, we are prepared to start blowing them up. Starting at noon today we will start blowing them up once an hour until the mutant and the girl, Alder, are produced for us. There will be a bounty for all other living slaves produced."

We also encountered a ghoul named Dave Magliotti who monitored us through the overseer terminal and communicated with us one way via the speaker systems. We greatly increased his anxiety by repeatedly breaking/disabling his security cameras and hacking our way into various rooms within the vault. However, once we entered the vault, we discovered that nanobots in the filtration system were continually causing us damage. We left our civilian members behind next to the vault door and pressed on, hoping to find a plasma cutter so that we could attempt to remove our bomb collars and escape the looming threat of the Vitorae Company.

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SHUT UP EBBRA, YOU CAN'T SUE ME. WHERE IS THERE EVEN A COURT OF LAW OR ANYONE WHO HAS PASSED THE WASHINGTON STATE BAR EXAM? NO WHERE. AND I SHOULD NOW, I'M A NOTARY.

A NOTARY YOU USELESS JUNK MERCHANT. I MAKE DOCUMENTS OFFICIAL BY LEAVING MY MARK. LEGALLY, I THINK IT HAS TO BE URINE. REGARDLESS.

WE WERE HOLED UP IN THE VAULT WHEN THE SLAVECATCHTERS SHOWED UP. WE SUCCESSFULLY KEPT THEM OUT BUT, YOU KNOW BOMB COLLARS AND SHIT? DID YOU FORGET OUR WHOLE SLAVERY THING?

I HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO PUNCH YOU IN THE NECK SO YOUR HEAD WASN'T EXPLODED. IF YOU'D PREFER YOUR HEAD TO EXPLODE, WE CAN STILL MAKE THIS HAPPEN.

YOU CAN'T SUE FOR SLANDER, THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE. WE ARE NOT OPERATING A PUBLIC BROADCASTING MEDIA ORGANIZATION HERE. NOT YET AT LEAST.

EBBRA AND EARL IN THE MORNING! I LIKE THE RING OF THAT.