Fallout The Plateau Intro

War. War never changes.

Bout' two hundred and thirty years back, humans decided it'd be a good idea to nuke themselves into oblivion.

Course' a few people survived. Those that could got into underground shelters called vaults.

Those that couldn't... Well, they made do, best they could anyhow.

When the smoke cleared and those people came outta their vaults and shelters, they found a world in ruins.

Course, humans don't give up that easy; if they did we'da never got to the stuff they used to blow up the world in the first place!

Over the course of decades humanity rebuilt, forming tribes then entirely new cultures and factions until eventually life had clawed itself back from the brink.

Some folk just realized that working together made surviving a hell of a lot easier than being a buncha braindead raiders knockin' each other down over and over.

Some learned about their history all over again - just, seems they learned the wrong lessons.

And some still sought to do some good out here, if you can believe it.

End of the day, turns out that southern values of family, community, and that good old southern hospitality never really died. Just took a big nap.

Course' there are still a few people out these ways that wanna make life miserable for everyone else. Just  ask the moonshiners - if they don't shootcha first! [laugh]

Course' with some folk from up north wanderin' into town, Nash is startin' to look a bit like a few other places I've been. Shady Sands. The NCR. The Capital Wasteland. The Mojave. The Commonwealth.

Always ended in a fight those places. Wonder if this place is gonna wind up the same.

Ah but enough of my ramblin'. Why don't you tell me a bit about yerselves?