A ghoul of 70 passed away today. Carter, a renown doctor and mechanic. In life, he was a good friend. Always patching up wounds. He once bought all the robots in an underground station to life, and dispatched the ferals down there using them.
Alas, age and radiation do a number on a ghoul, within a single hour Carter was shot through the lung by a slaver (a wound he never truly recovered from) and encountered several Mirelurks. It was not the kind of fight anyone could expect to win, especially as his allies fell unconscious around him.
A ghoul of 70 passed away today. Carter, a renown doctor and mechanic. In life, he was a good friend. Always patching up wounds. He once bought all the robots in an underground station to life, and dispatched the ferals down there using them.
Alas, age and radiation do a number on a ghoul, within a single hour Carter was shot through the lung by a slaver (a wound he never truly recovered from) and encountered several Mirelurks. It was not the kind of fight anyone could expect to win, especially as his allies fell unconscious around him.
May he rest in peace.