Fallout Crusader Quest

>>963476
>For Adventure

Crusading and fallout.
This'll be interesting

>>963476
>For God

>>963476
>>For God
Might as well go all in.

>>963476
>For bitches

>>963476
>Fallout crusader quest
Is this the return of the southern cross?
>For God

>>963476
You shall crusade for the glory of heaven and the god that protects you. In this you’ve gained your position as a being of true faith, a believer that will live and die for their lord.

You have gained the bonuses of:
[High Zeal 1: +5 to Rolls involving Religious Debate, Conversion, or Knowledge]
[God’s Champion 1: +5 to Attack Rolls made against Non-Christians]

Arman sees a valiant light in you, the likes of which he’s glad to see rising in an individual. The Fellow Crusader is a dark haired latino man standing near to five and a half feet. A scruff of beard has began to draw along his face, but enough only to darken the flesh rather than show a fine set of whiskers. You two will be traveling together from now on, so you’d assume it’s best to get to know him. Arman claims to be twenty three years old from a far away settlement of Los Cabos. He has been attempting to gather a team of crusaders along his way, but as you see now it’s turning out that you seem to be the only being he’s managed to recruit. Arman has all the devout vigor of a true follower, but it seems what he lacks in charisma you’ll be needing to pick up the slack on.

Your recruiter has brought with him a single Brahman that carry his pack, mostly the essentials of cooking equipment, dried meats, a couple of hunting rifles worthy of a pair of crusaders like yourselves, and around ten handwritten bibles that Arman has claimed to write himself during the long nights in The Wasteland. He was sure they would do well to spread God’s word to the unknowing or to the unfaithful so they may be enlightened and join his herd.

-Inventory-
2 Hunting Rifles (2 Equipped)
10 Slabs of Dried Meat
10 Handwritten Bibles

Now seeing the map that Arman has brought along, you see but a few locations that he’s picked out specifically, all of them are claimed to be his destination. There is New Canaan to the north, where he is aware the likes of many Mormons live. He is confident that he would be able to take the faithful of jesus there and convince them of the Christian cause, even if they don’t follow in the word of The Papal Overseer. Within the old town of St. Louis he expects to enter The Papal Vault for the first time where the proclaimed head of The Christian church resides. He expects to receive his blessing before heading out to The Boston Area and beginning the true crusade once he’s gathered more men across christendom. The map is in your hands now, Crusader. You are half of The Lord’s Herd and have just as much say as your recruiter ever should on where you will be heading.

Where to go, Crusader?:
>New Canaan
>The Papal Vault
>The Atomic Heathens
>Write In

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>>963790
Oops, forgot The Map.

>>963790
>The Papal Vault

>>963790
>New Canaan

>>963790
>The Papal Vault

>>963790
>The Papal Vault.
Let's go east towards Louisiana and Mississippi to get more crusaders Then straight north to the papal vault in Illinois.

>>963790
You decide that it’d be best if you and Arman could meet The Overseer first hand and take on his blessings before you bother with the likes of trying to sway more formal town. Having a seal from The Papacy would better legitimize your authority in Christendom after all, at least where people truly respect in The Papal Vault of course.

You begin your journey outwards, intent on heading eastward. You follow along the ruins of The Rout 40 Highway, easily the best road structure that’s ever graced the lands near your village. Traders from far east head along that path through into the freshly claimed territory of The Legion that you’ve heard of into NCR. You’re of course heading the opposite direction, and all along the way Arman is talking, almost to an annoying degree. It seems that he’s been at a loss without someone to accompany him along the journey, but as you take turns riding the pack brahman he’s content to tell you about life back in The Mexican Wasteland where they’ve been having their own issues over the many cannibal tribes that are beginning to flood out of The Sunken City once known as Mexico City. He lives in hope that after this crusade, The Overseer will send another southward to assist The Latin Catholics battle their heathen enemies once more.

Your conversation soon draws to a halt as you see the first spot growing nearer in the distance, a city built right on the pathway of Route 40, that of which bears only the markings of many elk skulls pinned up upon wooden spikes that mark the ground every few feet in a long circle around the town. You’ve never been here, but you’ve heard the words of traders passing through this route. This is Elk City.

Within that town before you lays a tribe that has inhabited these plains for years upon years, but worst off, you’re starting to remember a few of those complaints the passing traders spoke of. The Norris Clan rules this territory, and charges a toll for traders passing through their territory. Arman asks if they’re men of god, but you’re not truly sure. It seems passing traders weren’t all too concerned about the beliefs of the people that extorted them. Maybe if you had a good word with the natives you could manage a bit of free passage for the sake of crusade. Who’s to know though?

What shall you do, Crusader?:
>Enter Elk City
>Change Direction
>Sneak Around
>Sneak Through
>Write In

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>>964034
One of these days I'll remember to post the map.

>>964034
>Sneak Through

>>964034
>Enter Elk City

>>964034
>Enter Elk City

Well this looks fun!

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You decide to brave the likes of Elk City, you and Arman passing into the border of Elf Skulls like the valiant crusaders you are.

It becomes apparent quite quickly that the beings living here are more tribal in their existence. They seem to comprise mainly of hunters, and only bind themselves in heavy wrappings to protect against the cold of the snows that fall eager from the sky. You are greeted initially without much care from the many onlookers. These tribals living on the main road must of course know the likes of traders that pass through often, likely thinking you were one in the same. A slight thought passes your mind about uniform, as you still wear the likes of casual farm hand outfits and your crusading partner Arman wears a set of leather armor that comprises mostly of a heavy leather skirts and a tunic. Perhaps your presence would demand more respect if you donned on true armor of a crusader, or at least symbolism of The Christian God.

It’s not long after you enter the town that you first spot it, doning the land just before The Town Hall stands a towering figure. It lays covered in the light snows, glimmering in what light it had available a whole nine feet in height above you and Arman. It’s the like of a bronze Bull Elk, one that has loads upon loads of bones and sacrifices scattered along its base in offering to the godly visage. Arman comments that these beings seem not only to be heathens, but worshippers of false idols. Much like the sway of The Golden Calf, these beings have seen greatness in metal more than they have in The Lord.

You spent a moment debating internally about the state of these souls, knowing the flame would devour them if they remained in this state of ignorance and Elk worship. Perhaps it’s time you enacted your position as a crusader and made your case for Jesus to these sinners.

In the meantime the city itself has a collection of buildings, the main of which being the craftsman forge decorating the town’s center, the town hall that lays decorated in tribal-esque guards wielding hunting spears and armor made from a mix of hide and bone, and the church that remains empty along Elk City’s outskirts, boarded up and vacated long ago to be one of the many abandoned structures that decorate the land. It seems this clan simply doesn’t have the population to occupy more than the centermost area. Arman presumes the town to have around one hundred and fifty to two hundred individuals from his counting.

-Inventory-
0 Caps
2 Hunting Rifles (2 Equipped)
10 Slabs of Dried Meat
10 Handwritten Bibles

What shall you do, Crusader?:
>Visit The Leader in Town Hall
>Go to The Crafts Forge
>Occupy The Church
>Write in

>>964158
I like to think it will be.
Deus Vult, brother, time to deal with Elk Worshipers.

>>964250
>Visit the Leader in Town Hall
We need to...convince him to move on from this savagery and accept the good Word.

>>964250
>Visit The Leader in Town Hall
They won't' convert if they hate us.

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Can this be our MC?

>>964285
Looks Nice.
You'll need to find a mask.

>>964285
But he's without mercy and Jesus said to have mercy. Maybe summon his spirit when dealing with hostile heathens.

>>964250
>Visit The Leader in Town Hall.
>>964285
Or we can be like rando from Lisa the painful in terms of looks.
Or we can make a reference to southern cross civ and wear raider gear.

>>964323
Oh now I remember The Southern Cross.
Yeah that had potential to be a bad ass quest.

>>964323
But we're not raiders.

>>964351
I miss it so much.
I had great plans for it.

>>964354
>Implying we don't have a raider past.
I'm pretty sure we're close to where the settlement was.

>>964365
Oh that's why you wanted to go to Louisiana?
Because Southern Cross was in The Swamp?

>>964372
Southern cross wasn't in the swamp, it was a church in the desert if I'm remembering correctly.
I wanted to go east so we can get more crusaders and don't show up to the Papal vault with just 2 guys.

>>964250
>Visit The Leader in Town Hall

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So, pic related is the goal?

>>964437
Yes, but with power armor.

>>964250
You chose to meet the town leader head on. It would be a sign of bad faith to start calling out the word of Jesus to a populace without the leader’s backing after all. That may seem like an act like the beginnings of a coup otherwise.

Entering The Town Hall isn’t troublesome, the guards there are overconfident in their abilities as the many of them watch you entering that sturdy domain. You leave the brahman tied up outside to an old bench before you take your first steps inside with Arman. As you’re walking down the long hall you glance over to see the usually chatty Arman clutching one of his hand written bibles tightly, the look along his face stony, but his body language gave off the presence of fear easy enough for you to pick up.

It’s only moments before you come to the throne room of the clan leader. He is a large man, hefty in weight after years of luxury, but strong as ever underneath those layers of fat. He’s rather immense, you being unable to estimate his height from the sitting position he was in, but from the way his throne’s platform arose high before you he might as well been mouse sized and he would still be holding an intimidating loom. You take the lead in pleasantries, bowing before The Clansmen as Armen soon follows suit, seeming to mimic you well. Soon a guard comes over to stand before the heathen king, calling out the sound of an innumerable amount of titles, the most important of which seeming to be, “Master Charuck of The 40th Route.”

You never hear Master Charuck speak, instead The Guard spends moments leaning his head down to listen to The Leader’s whispers and announce his words for him in a bolstering tone large enough to fill the elk skin decorated room. You swear at some points it became loud enough to set the countless bottlecaps scattered about in piles around the throne room to jingle and tremble. He asks for your names, and you give them, introducing yourselves as men of Jesus. Silence befalls the room as you’re allowed to present your words to The Master.

What will you say, Crusader?:
>Warn about Atom
>Make a Case for Total Conversion (Write in: Idol Worship is Bad, Their Souls are Damned, ect.)
>Make a Case for Mixing Beliefs (Write in: The Elk is Jesus, The Elk and The Lord are both Gods, ect.)
>Write in

>>964502
>Make a Case for Mixing Beliefs (Write in: The Elk is Jesus, The Elk and The Lord are both Gods, ect.)
They're not going to give up their beliefs that easy. Let's start somewhere and eventually it will be full conversion.

>>964533
This

>Make a Case for Mixing Beliefs (Write in: The Elk is Jesus, The Elk and The Lord are both Gods, ect.)

I don't think we need to warn about atom quite yet but let's keep that option open. Showing up to the papal with at least some soldiers is important.

>>964502
>Warn about Atom.
>"We've come here to spread the word of jesus."
Only preach the new testament and it's morals, avoid any verse about false idols.
>>964533
>>964539
Kinda heretical.

>>964548
I'd rather be kinda heretical than kinda dead.

>>964548
Only at first but over time we'll over come our differences and show Jesus is the superior Lord.

>>964559
Doing The Norse Converting Method I see.

Hey Op are you the guy who ran Fallout Trader quest?

>>964533
>>964539
>>964548
I need someone to roll me a d100.
Convincing Pagans and Idol Worshipers of Extra Gods isn't going to be too hard so beat a 30 an we'll see how good you do.

First roll replied to this post we us.

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>964551
>I'd rather be kinda heretical than kinda dead.
>Not being a martyr.
>Not bearing the pain with glee for the lord.
>>964575

>>964575
dice+1d100

>>964575
use*

>>964570
Yeah that's me.

>>964576
Oh Fucc

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>964575

>>964577
Woops my bad. Well whatever someone already rolled.

>>964578
Why did you drop it? People really liked it. It was the drag special wasn't it?

>>964575
Rather it be best out of three but it's your choice

>>964576
Jesus didn't want you to become a martyr but your will convinced him. :^)
>>964582
Put it in options

>>964583
Nah that part was fun.
I had some Real life stuff that popped up and I had to drop out of /qst/ for a while. Just now getting back into the scene with my UNOFFICIAL /QST/ OFFICIAL FALLOUT LORE

>>964590
You should pick it back up people would come back

>>964589
>Jesus didn't want you to become a martyr but your will convinced him. :^)
That's where your wrong kiddo.

>Then Jesus said to His disciples, "If anyone wishes to come after Me, he must deny himself, and take up his cross and follow Me. "For whoever wishes to save his life will lose it; but whoever loses his life for My sake will find it.
>For this is thankworthy, if a man for conscience toward God endure grief, suffering wrongfully.
>"Do not fear those who kill the body but are unable to kill the soul; but rather fear Him who is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.

The Master stares down at you as you try and make a case that The Christian God is in fact a lord that could very well rule his people just as well, or even alongside The Bronze Elk. it seems though that The Clan leader was having none of it until he arose from his seat and offered up the first few words that you ever heard the man himself say. “Prove it.” Armon audibly gulps as a guard makes quick work taking a club from the throne room’s many weapons racks. It seems to be a club of sorts made from bone, smoothed into a fine instrument of head bathing and decorated with the likes of ceremonial symbols burned into its visage like some form of ceremonial beating rod.

The Guard ushers you out from the room, three of them grabbing about your figure without regard for your struggles as they manage to yank your gun and shirt from your body before casting you down into the snowy earth at the foot of The Bronze Elk. You grow confused before there's an announcement, The Master climbing up onto his position mounting The Bronze Elk like a mighty steed to overlook you as a crowd begins to gather in a circle. They all seem to know what’s going on. The Leader calls that you shall be the representing champion of The Christian God, and that you will prove your god’s acclaimed might by striking down that of The Elk’s own Champion. It’s only now that Arman had managed to muscle his way through to the observing ring to stand at its edge with an ever worried look growing on his normally stony face.

There’s a moment of cheering that calls out as you stand, but it’s apparent that the cheering isn’t for you. Instead it’s for the being that was being dragged along the broken, snow drift roads by a rope. You had expected a shaman, or a warrior to come and challenge you, but no, these insane heathens expect you to battle face to face with a hulking, mutated Elk that’s quickly thrown into the ring of people, it’s kicking and braying form before you as it manages to stand itself up. You see horns lower, a hoof scoop back snow in preparation. You have a bone club, and not a lot of options. Glancing over, you see Arman with a forced grin decorating your features, giving you a pair of quivering thumbs up.

It’s an Elk, Crusader:
>Club it (1d100, Best of 3) [Difficulty 50] [Lethal]
>Wrangle its horns (1d100, Best of 3) [Difficulty 50] [Non-Lethal]

>>964632
>Wrangle its horns (1d100, Best of 3) [Difficulty 50] [Non-Lethal]

>>964634
Don't forget to roll.

>>964632

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>964632
>>Club it (1d100, Best of 3) [Difficulty 50] [Lethal]
>Start quoting scripture
GOD PROTECTS DEUS VULT

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>964632
>Wrangle it

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>964634

Oh man, are we swole Priest?

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>964632
>Wrangle its horns (1d100, Best of 3) [Difficulty 50] [Non-Lethal]

>>964632
>Wrangle its horns (1d100, Best of 3) [Difficulty 50] [Non-Lethal]
Jerk it to the side then.
>Club it (1d100, Best of 3) [Difficulty 50] [Lethal]
Repeat till dead.

>>964643
We're a crusader, not really a priest.

>>964640
Exactly as much as you needed.

>>964643
Just swole enough to wrangle a mutant elk it seems.
Pretty Swole I'd guess.

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>964645
Roll.

>>964650
>>964644
>>964642
Holy fuck.

Well at least we got the bad rolls out of the way early.

>>964632
The fight begins immediately, but you’ve been in this position before.
You remember in a second life back on the farm, before charging brahmin and herding cattle that you were intent on wrangling just like your father taught you. The Snow bites at your flesh as you stand your ground, dropping the club at your feet. The crowd goes into a look of shock as you abandon your weapon so readily, all save for The Master who calls out your cowardice, believing you were about to run. Oh how he would be proven wrong though.

The first charge is met with an ushered dash to the side, The Elk running passed you only to twist and turn about in anger, almost slipping along the powdery whiteness below it. The second charge is powered by fury, and if anything, the might of false icons that you’re soul bound to destroy. Your hands open wide and as those antlers collide into you, they meet your palms where your mighty, experienced finger wrap a hold and make one sudden turn that has The Elk’s head veering to the icy floor and colliding so hard against it that the antler tips could be heard grinding and snapping against the broken road muffled underneath the snow.

Like an act of The Lord the weight bearing down on your hands soon finds itself almost entirely relieved. You stumble from the lack of weight, the sound of two mighty cracks calling out around you followed by the thud of Elk Body slapping against the earth. Your eyes lay closed, screwed tight as if expecting the wrath of a grip escaped Elk to spear into your back, but it never does. Instead you hear the bray and call of a distressed animal as The Mutant struggles to get to its hooves, floundering like a mad animal behind you until it manages to get up and begin to dash off in fear. Your eyes open, and that’s when you see it, your hands aren’t empty, instead you’re still gripping upon the horns that had been so vigorously slammed against the earth that they both ripped from their owner and now belong to you. You dehorned The Beast. The Champion of The Christian God made the weaker idol no better than a doe. You look up, and see a shocked crowd, all save for Arman that’s turned from quivering with fear to shaking with excitement.

You’re a Devil Wrangler, Crusader:
>Declare you beat The Elk
>Declare God beat The Elk
>Stay Silent
>Write in

>>964687
>>Declare God beat The Elk

>>964687
>Declare God beat The Elk

>>964687
>Declare God beat The Elk
>Then toss the antlers aside.

>>964687
>Declare God beat The Elk.
>"THIS IS THE MIGHT OF THE LORD!

>>964687
>Declare God beat The Elk

>>964687
You raise the antlers high declaring that this is the work of The Christian God. You cast away the demon weapons, casting them to the snowy floor below as The Crowd slowly, one at a time begins to draw themselves near you to pull off bone totems and symbols that decorated their body depicting The Elk. They’re cast before you, laying with the torn horns of their champion.

You have gained the Skill:
[Demon Slayer 1: +5 to Attack Rolls made against Mutated Beasts]

A Red blanket is cast over your shoulders, giving you a much needed moment of warmth as the passion of demon slaying begins to die down. You saved the souls of many today. The Totems are left cast to the floor as The Master dismounts his Bronze Elk. He apologizes to you, and claims a great deal of innocence over the ordeal, inviting you to stay a night and tell them more about Jesus while you remain.

You glance up at the statue and notice that a pair of craftsman have taken to The Elk and began sawing at its antlers, prepping them for removal. Arman wraps an arm around you, pulling you tight into a brotherly side hug and he goes on about how amazing your fight was. It seems he was back to his old chattering ways now that there was no martyring to worry about. Arman takes his handmade Bible and hands it to The Leader, proclaiming to you and him that he’d be spending a good portion of the night teaching the clan about christian traditions and practices.

What will you do now, Crusader?:
>Ask Charuck for Crusaders
>Ask Charuck for Supplies
>Re-Open The Church
>Go to Bed
>Write in

>>964756
>Ask Charuck for Crusaders
>Re-Open The Church
>Give a blessing to the people of the town

>>964756
>Ask Charuck for Supplies
>Re-Open The Church

>>964756
>Re-Open the Church
>Ask Charuck for either Supplies or Crusaders, whichever he can spare for the Lords Work.
>Go to Bed.

>>964756
>Ask Charuck for Crusaders
>Ask Charuck for Supplies
>Ask Charuck if Arman can help him understand the Lord's good word a little better before giving a lecture

I assume if he gives us men they'll be supplied but better ask anyway. It'd be nice to have some more booms sticks

>>964760
>>964764
These.

>>964756
Charuck seems expecting of you, following you around as you lead him about, all the way to the town’s outskirts where the once active church stands high. Guards take to the doors and pry their jammed figures open, letting the moths inhabiting the inside flutter out promptly. It was just about to reach sunset as Arman had managed to gather a load of the older clan members and join them together to practice a sermon. It’s at this time that you tell Charuck your needs, and your mission. You tell him that you will be needing The Lord’s Warriors, and that there are worshippers of false gods to The East that will be clashing with The Lands of Christendom if you don’t bring warriors to get the blessing of The Papal Overseer.

The Clan Leader doesn’t seem too phased by the request, and nods along as he and the many other converts learn the hymns of The Lord piece at a time. He tells you that he shall gather ten of The Lord’s newest warriors to accompany you on your journeys, and offer up the weapons and food they will require. He assures you that even though they’ve lived as heathens, they are hardened by the lesson of The Elk, and will perform well on The Battlefield for their salvation.

Your Crusader Band had Grown by 10:

-Crusaders-
10 Elk City Convert Spearmen [Leather Armor, Tribal Spears]

With this revelation, you grow happy, and ever content. You’ve made your first great stride in building a crusader band that will push back the forces of Atom once and for all. With a sense of ease, and tiredness finally overcoming you, there remained only a few moments of The Lord’s songs calling all around you before you fell asleep wrapped in that warming red blanket among the old church pew.

Goodnight, Crusader:
[OP is heading to bed, will pick up Quest Tomorrow.]

>>964834
Thank you for running and goodnight

>>964834
Thanks for the run OP.

>>964834
Thanks Fallout OP, this was fun.

So Can we go to California and convert kaisers legions?

Infidels belong on the cross.

>>964980
We're not Muslims, Anon. No need for barbaric customs.

>>964987
Infidels should have their guts torn out and then be pulled apart by horses

>>964987
But his right anon we embrace our brothers with open arms, or with fire & sword

Guess the quest is not being picked up

>>970095
It is Christmas weekend, OP might just be busy.

>>970178
Fair enough Fuck do i hope this quest go's far Wanna get my Deus Vult on. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mobtxEJHhY4

Burn the Profligates!

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DEUS VULT!!! At some point, we need to obtain a Flamethrower so that we can cleanse the infidels with the Lord's Holy Fire. What's the Church policy on intelligent mutants, such as Ghouls and Super-mutants?

>>970274
>Not wanting a Shishkebab

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Just Checking in, sorry about the delay in continuation, was off in a cabin for early Christmas. We'll be active and rolling again come my next morning.

Be prepared, My Crusaders, we shall be gracing our first holy site soon, then by all will we shall make it to The Papal Vault before The Overseer sits for his Christmas Feast without us.

Deus Vult!

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>>970289
DEUS VULT

>>970289
Deus Vult!

We must spread the good word to the savages and burn the unclean!

The old world is damnation a cleaner pure world awaits!

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>>970278

There is no reason we cannot wield both in the Lord's name, Brother. Let each render the Lord's justice in his own way, and let none stand against him!

>>970289

UPLIFT THE HOLY CROSS! RENDER DIVINE JUDGEMENT UPON THE ATOMITE SARACENS! DEUS VULT!!!

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>>964834
You awaken to the feeling of Arman jostling your shoulder, summoning you to consciousness once more. As you look upon The Fellow Crusader you see that he’s donned in the likes of robes, ones more monk-esque in wear, making him look like some form of friar as he passes one to you all the same. He tells that you’ll need to get up and get ready to head out, all the new crusaders are ready. You, still shirtless as ever, don the robes and begin to follow Arman outside to see the likes of ten men donned in Elk Hide Leathers and Metal Shard Spears. Perhaps you could find some funding in the next town over to get these men equip with weapons truly worthy of raining down The Lord’s Bullets upon his enemies. They are ready to follow in under your command, and Arman has spent all morning going about and collecting what donations he can from the populace.

Your current stats:
-Inventory-
40 Caps
20 Slabs of Dried Meat
9 Handwritten Bibles

-Crusaders-
You [Friar Robes, Hunting Rifle]
Arman [Friar Robes, Hunting Rifle]
10 Elk City Convert Spearmen [Leather Armor, Tribal Spears]

It’s about the time that you grace the town square once more in preparation for your journey that a man approaches you, a blanket wrapped around some form of gift that he presents to you. The Man introduces himself a Dronny, the lead craftsman in Elk City and one who was present with your fight against The Champion. He has taken it upon himself to dehorn the bronze elk in the city’s center, and to melt down those very horns into a weapon worthy of your feats. As you unveil the blanket, you gaze upon the fine craftsmanship of a bronze blade, shining valiantly as you take it in your hands, its weight light, but its edge all too sharp and ready to strike down The Lord’s enemies. This is a symbol of your victory, even depicting the burn carved visage of an elk’s skull with horns removed along the smooth bone pommel that graces it just above the grip. You thank the man, and he wishes you luck in casting down The Lord’s fury on the non-believers.

You open your map and look over the next marking that Arman has drawn on its surface, that of simply “The Dome.” You grow a bit confused, but Arman explains that it’s a trade post popular along Route 66, the very same one you’re journeying on.

Anything left to do before we go, Crusader?:
>Do something in town (Write in)
>Keep Moving

>>971477
>Do something in town
Scavenge the ruins around the town for something useful

>>971477
>Scavenge the ruins of the town.

>>971488
>>971507
Thirding.

Does our character have a name yet?

>>971477
>>Do something in town (Write in)
lets get that statues horns forged into a blade fitting of a crusader of the lord.
on the blade should be inscribed God of power and mercy, maker and love of peace, to know you is to live, and to serve you is to reign Help me to overcome war and violence and to establish your law of love and justice. Grant this through Christ our Lord."

>>971811
Shit nevermind i missed that part of the post

>>971477
[Backo guys, sorry about that delay there.]

You have decided to stick around for a bit longer and explore the unused ruins around the town for anything that could be of use. Your new crusaders know of a place that might end out being helpful after you head on out of Elk City a small ways to make your way over to a place that stands one story tall, created to look like the old pioneer days of the pre-war. This is a place by the name of Old Town Museum. As you enter, it becomes apparent that this building was created to preserve the olden history of a time that’s even farther back than anything generations back now these days could remember. In The Wasteland, this place has been tolled with age and a lack of care or maintenance.

You question what could truly be any bit interesting about this building until the spearmen guide you along to a display untested by time. It’s a guns display, though one that only displays rifles old enough that not even conventional bullets are truly settled to work with them. These are muzzle loaders. The butt of a spear comes slamming into the glass that protected them, no alarms remaining powered in the old building as the group goes about taking the frontier weapons and carrying them back outside to be loaded up on the brahman. The crusaders tell you that these are going to need black powder sacks to ever be functioning, but if you could find some in a trader somewhere they’re sure they could be used as some killing machines for The Lord.

You’ve gained yourself 20 Frontier Guns:
-Inventory-
40 Caps
20 Slabs of Dried Meat
9 Handwritten Bibles
20 Frontier Guns (Needs Powder Flasks)

As you’re heading out, you glance down, seeing one of the displays showing a fine set of Pioneer Clothes the likes of which have been preserved from the invading moths by the glass box they’re held within. You wrap your fist up in your sleeve and crash through that glass, taking a broad rimmed hat placed within and placing it upon your head for now. This shall keep the sun from your eyes on the long journey up Route 66 ahead.

You gather your men together, and they seem ready to march along with you.

Where to, Captain?:
>Do something else in Elk City
>Keep The Crusade Moving

>>971711

What if he had an ordinary name, but changed his name to Gideon, the name of ths Isrealite general who, blessed by God, slew countless wretched pagan cannanites in the name of our Lord?

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>>971903
That works. Good job, anon.

>>971897
>Keep The Crusade Moving

>>971903
We gonna have a lot of Pagans to slay.
Something about The Apocalypse sure does make people wanna worship statues and tree spirits.

I wonder if The Churnch of Atom is technically a Pagan Faith, or is Atom like an actual god to them rather than a force of nature?

>>971907

More like a pseudo-Buddhist, nihilist monotheistic faith with elements of the more metaphysical theological concepts of Gnosticism, Taoism, and Hinduism, with bits and pieces of cargo occultism, vaguely rational and pseudo-scientific nature worship for flavor, topped off by a bastardized, heathen version of Christian morality and salvation, along with a simplistic, nonsensical, but compelling rhetoric to lure in new converts. It's a strange, widespread, and insidious cult, to be sure. We'll have our hands full cleansing God's earth of its taint.

>>971907

> We gonna have a lot of Pagans to slay.
Something about The Apocalypse sure does make people wanna worship statues and tree spirits.

And that's before we reach Lousiana, *shudders*

What are the proportions of our bronze blade? We might be able to get the Pope to declare it a Saintly Relic when our lifelong Crusade is done.

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>>971934
That would be about 32 inches, and it's got a Fuller

>>971941

Nice, it's certainly a sight better than a sharpened screwdriver, and that's before taking the Lord's holy wrath and it's truly righteous backstory into account!

>>971897
You take to route 66 once more and further along its cracked roads. From time to time you see travelers wandering about its length, often enough merchants coming from the other direction. You hear tales from them in passing, some about the wrath of the heathens that are further out in the eastern area passed The Great Mississippi. They grow worried that if the radioactive threat progresses any further that they may one day find that the great river will be tainted with the savagery of their radioactive poisons, all for the sake of their Atom. These worries trouble your mind, as you have never seen a man of Atom, but you have no doubt in your mind that wherever they go the ravages of radioactive death shall follow.

There is no border to the next town you come upon, only the olden sign welcoming its viewer to Oklahoma City. A smile donns Armans face as he rides into the city limits, taking in the sight of the still standing buildings all around them. This was once a city where trees and urbanization mixed, even the great manmade river underneath the bridges you cross still flowing, albeit with a much darker complexion than you assumed it once had. You wonder aloud why this land is called The Dome before you see it off in the distance.

Tall above the earth there stretched an odd building, one populated by a mass of brahman and traders that gathered around to participate in The Golden Dome’s market like the majority of them had though the sight was casual now. To you and your crusaders though, it was truly a sight to behold the way they had build a fine surrounding wall of cars stacked upon upon another, and still passed that tall wall the tip of the arcing figure could be seen well gracing the skies. This was a place of business, and a safe one at that. Your crusader group is let in after the guards manning the walls usher you in, they seeming not to be afraid of your mostly spear wielding band enough to question you aside from asking your destination. When you tell that you’re on your way to slay The Heathens of Atom, the gate guard tells that you’re not the only one in town with that goal in mind, but they take on traders from all around, so fighting will not be tolerated in these walls, religious or not.

As you guide your men inside, you see a collection of markets gracing The Dome’s outside, as well as a multitude of stores along the inside of the multiple floored building. All the treasures of The 66 find their way here at one time or another.

What shall you do, Crusader?:
>Search for those Crusaders The Guard talked about
>Do some Trading
>Keep Moving
>Write in

>>972003
>>Search for those Crusaders The Guard talked about
Like-minded individuals would do well in The Lord's service, even if only temporarily.

>>972003

> Let us search for our brethren Crusaders, and regale them with the tale of our sanctified blade!
> After that, we have met our Holy brothers in arms, we shall find the faithless, and tell them of the miraculous humbling of the satanic Elk, so that they might find and accept the Holy Spirit of He who died upon the cross, and was arisen when three days had passed!

I have question, what is the Church policy on Ghouls and Supermutants? Are they seen as misfortunate souls to be shown The Way, or possessed abominations in the Lord's sight, to be cleansed with Holy steel and fire wherever found?

>>972031
Depends on The Sect.
We'll learn later about how all the denominations of Christianity joined hands, but as it stands The Catholics believe that most mutants are lost to the corruption of Atom and will be better dead, but The Baptists believe that Mutants can be absolved of sin and corruption of Atom if they're both intelligent, and baptized.

Other sects have different stances, but Catholics and Baptists are really the biggest groups.

>>972003
>Search for those Crusaders The Guard talked about

>>972003
>>Search for those Crusaders The Guard talked about

>>972060

Hmm, what about Pentecostals? What denomination does Gideon adhere to? I'm assuming he's Catholic given that he's seeking the Pope's blessing, but he might just as easily be a Baptist, Pentecostal, or even an extremist Methodist. Speaking of denominations, what about Calvinism, has it made a comeback?

>>972210
Nigga it's fucking fallout Catholism it's not going to be like anything before the fallout screwed everything to high heaven

>>972258
It actually sounds like Crusades Era Catholicism honestly. And that's the best kind.

>>972003
You go out in search of these fellow crusaders that the guard spoke about, intent on seeing to your brothers in faith and travel with them to The Holy Vault. They’re not hard to find in the slightest as they’re looking for someone the same as you. In fact you’re called at as you near their grace, tipping your head to see the likes of at least fifteen men in the robes of monks, bearing no weapons upon their person all the while. Arman perks a brow, but before he can say anything on the matter one of the monks is already greeting your band of crusaders, seeming excited to meet men of faith.

One Monk, the leader of this little traveling band, declared himself by the name Innocent of Austin. He explains to you that his band is one of peace, monks trained in the art of medical treatments from deep in The Texan Wastelands. They’ve been stuck at The Dome for a few days now awaiting a band of crusaders or guarded caravans to accept them as part of their journey towards The Papal Vault, as they intend to be deployed as medics with crusader bands, but are having trouble finding a group that will take on fifteen pacifists all the way there.

The Monk takes upon trusting your charity as he shows you his own map, revealing the position of a holy site just beyond The Dome, further along The 66. It appears to be a position just marked ‘Ozark Statue’ in boldface with the handwritten ink of The Monks. They intend to visit this holy site soon enough and then keep on The 66 all the way to The Papal Vault. Innocent seems to stress the importance of getting medical units to the front lines that are loyal to The Lord, as he doubts many fellow pacifists will make it even as far as they have.

What will you do, Crusader?:
>Take them with you
>Leave them behind
>Take them, but insist they carry weapons
>Write in

>>972266
>Take them, but insist they carry weapons and their own weight encase of Animal attacks.

>>972263
Yeah but it's not an exact replica there are going to be bits and pieces lost and patched into dogma and denominations from the past aren't exactly going to be existant

TLDR Deus Vult! And don't focus on details that drag the quest into the mud

>>972266
>>Take them, but insist they carry weapons

>>972266
>Take them, but insist they carry weapons
>The lord is kind in the face of goodliness but also stern in the face of evil

>>972266
>Take them with you

They are men of god and deserve our protection

>>972210
The Crusader's faith is wholly up to the players.

>>972273
>>972279
>>972285
Roll me a d100, first reply to this we use.

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>972290
>not first three, just 1.

>>972266
>Take them, but insist they carry weapons.
Or at least learn basic martial arts so they can defend themselves non lethally.

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>972290

>>972290
Take them with us no weapons

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>972299
Fucking dice

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>972285

DEUS VULT

>>972266
As you explain to The Monks the importance of carrying a weapon with them, they refuse ever kindly, then far more insistently as you ask once more. It seems that these men of god will keep their virtues intact rather their new guide warns against such things or not. Either way, The Monks are very content to follow you, but shall remain in their pacifist ways. You worry about how this may affect them once they get to the front lines, but perhaps they shall keep the medical men away from immediate combat for the sake of their own safety.

“It’s simply hard to change the minds of The Faithful.” Arman tells from the back of your group’s brahman, your eyes casting up to the snow graced man as he smiles down at you. “You should find comfort in that fact. It only means they shall be more loyal to the men of god like us.” The Crusaders behind you seem to not truly know what a monk is, but they mingle well with them. It’s quite apparent that your spearmen are wholly illiterate, as the monks need to read the bible passages they point out to them, often a few of them trying to find favored ones to keep close to their hearts and live by. Arman approves of this behavior.

With your tag along band of Monks, your band now numbers as follows:
-Crusaders-
You [Friar Robes, Hunting Rifle, Demon Slayer’s Sword]
Arman [Friar Robes, Hunting Rifle]
Innocent [Friar Robes, Medical Training]
10 Elk City Convert Spearmen [Leather Armor, Tribal Spears]
14 Arizona pacifist Monks [Friar Robes, Medical Training]

You look back to your supplies and determine that you have the following:
-Inventory-
40 Caps
20 Slabs of Dried Meat
9 Handwritten Bibles
20 Frontier Guns (Needs Powder Flasks)

Arman Suggests that maybe you could find a gunpowder salesman for your guns among the likes of The Dome Markets, as they’re filled with most things you could hope to find, along with anything else you could muster for The Crusade.

What shall you do, Crusader?:
>Trade in The Dome (Write in what to look for)
>Solicit Local Church Donations for The Crusade
>Take out a Loan with The Dome Lords
>Keep Moving
>Write in

>>972440
>Go to the market to locate a Gun salesmen or armor. See if we can't get ahold of some good stuff or learn about the road ahead.

>>972451
this

>>972451
This

>>972440
>Solicit Local Church Donations for The Crusade

We'll need many more caps before we can trade properly

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>>972440
You seek out an arms salesman, entering into The Dome where the higher demand goods are kept. It becomes apparent quite soon that this building before the war was a bank, and in actuality still is. The Dome Lords overlook the transactions, remaining on the top floor balcony with their veil obscured faces and binoculars that gazed upon you like a mix of protector and eavesdropper. Finding a gunman isn’t too hard as you and Arman enter the stall that serves as a long standing weapon service. There a man stands behind a counter, glancing over his store as a multitude of people browse his wares in search of ammunition and guns alike. He sells armor, but only the likes of metal sheeted wear, seeming that the far more fancy stuff is monopolized by specialty salesmen that grace the market.

He has in stock:
Metal Armor: 20 Caps
Hunting Rifles: 10 Caps
Single Shotguns: 10 Caps
Pipe Shotguns: 5 Caps
Cowboy Revolvers: 8 Caps
Sub Machine Guns: 15 caps
Large Machine Guns: 20 Caps
Laser Rifles: 30 Caps
Laser Pistols: 12 Caps
Black Powder Flasks: 5 Caps
*Cap Prices are not reflective of The Video Game

You have for Trade:
-Inventory-
40 Caps
20 Slabs of Dried Meat [4 Caps Each]
9 Handwritten Bibles [No Sell]
20 Frontier Guns (Needs Powder Flasks) [8 Caps Each]

What to do, Crusader?:
>Trade (Write in)
>Take out Loan with Dome Lords
>Leave Markets
>Write in

>>972451

> I agree, but afterward we need to evangelize to the lost, and tell them the story of Christ and of the humbling of the satanic Elk, showing our blade and the testimony of the tribal converts as proof. We'll then recruit valiant Crusaders from the faithful, and visit the Church. Not to seek donations, but to pray overnight for victory in Holy battle and the Lord's protection on the journey ahead.

>>972575
>Trade
>Sell the frontier guns (160 caps)
>Buy 10 Hunting rifles (100 caps)

>>972575
Okay so we can buy 5 flasks of black powder but we'd have to ration it if we want all our men armed with guns

I'd say we specialise guns for support abd suppression and have the rest of our men use spears for now

>2 Lmg

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>>972591
>Trade
>Sell Frontier Guns (+160 Caps)
>Buy Hunting Rifles (-100 Caps)
>Buy Metal Armor (-20 Caps)
Frontier Rifles suck shit and we at the very least need some form of protection besides robes.

>>972591
>>972603
>>972609
Right, you guys discuss this among yourselves for a bit longer until you can seem to come up with one that has a good ol' majority. OP has developed a headache, which they never do, and is gonna go stuff Tylenol for a bit. BRB.

>>972697
I hope your headache subsides soon. Also Merry Christmas.

>>972702
Merry Christmas My Dude.

>>972575

> 40 Caps

> Sell 20 Frontier Guns. [+160]

> Buy 12 Hunting Rifles. [-120]
> Buy 16 Pipe Shotguns. [-80]

That leaves with 0 Caps, 12 Hunting Rifles to equip ourselves and our faithful brethren, and 16 Pipe Shotguns to equip faithful coverts. We have enough food to sustain ourselves, and we need nothing else. We need no Amour, and we need no Caps, for what is wealth but a tool to meet an end? And what end is more worthwhile than the will of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ? We shall spend all of the Caps, and have armaments to equip the faithful, we need nothing more than the clothes on our backs, the food in our stomachs, and the Word in our Spirit.

Our Lord shall protect, and he shall provide. His will is Holy, and it shall be done! The Heresy of Atom shall be cleansed! The Pagan Degeneracy corrupting the hearts and souls of millions shall be purged! A New Age shall be upon this world! God wills it, and His will be done! DEUS VULT!

>>972777
DEUS VULT!

>>972777
Seconded, except that Arman and us already have hunting rifles, so we only need to buy 10 rifles.

>>972884

All the better! Now we'll have two extra Hunting Rifles to equip new converts with! Praise the Lord!

So quick question. I noticed that they do not have ammo for sale here for the rifles and such. How exactly are we going to use the new guns without ammo if we buy them? If we just sell our old and buy the new ones we are still in the same position as before

>>972910
We just wont bother with it, too tedious to keep up with when we get to wars.

>>972908
Good point, brother. You truly have been blessed with foresight by our Lord.

>>972910
Find another arms dealer, ask Fallout OP to see if we can roll to swindle him, and then sell half for double the price we paid for them, use that to get us some ammo.

>>972915
So assume that we get ammo with it/scavenge it somehow?

>>972937
Yeah.

>>972925
You can, but you'll need persuasion Rolls.
We actually sold Human Meat to a Starving Village in Fallout Trader once.
We'll have to pick that quest back up after Crusader.

>>972943
ok.

>>972943
>We actually sold Human Meat to a Starving Village in Fallout Trader once.
Wonderful.

>>972943

Apart from the Atomite Saracens and the Devil himself, what are the greatest threats to the Faithful?

>>972963
Likely The Legion since at this time they're unifying all The Pagans and worship old Roman style gods. They just happen to be invading the other direction and are still mostly tribal. The Atomites on the other hand have like, guns that blast you in radiation so that's way worse at the moment.

I think at this time The Legion is about to attack Hoover Dam for the first time, give or take a year.

>>972972

How much will this eventually diverge from the canon? And when did the Atomite become a militant horde? That's a drastic shift from what we've seen of them n Fallout 3. Who is leading the Atomite hordes, and apart from forcing their religious cult on the vulnerable and spreading their unholy, cancerous, radioactive taint across the land, what are they doing?

>>972995
Hopefully minimum.
This is the year 2270 which is about a decade or so before Fallout 3 begins so in the historical canon The Crusaders did succeed in dismantling a grand sum of The Atomic Faith, but of course can't stamp out all of it. What you see in Fallout 3 is likely a more peaceful sect that split off from the more lethal New England Atomicists that you meet in Fallout 4, who are indeed still much more militant and hostile.

>>972995
Also as for who leads them they got like their own Pope Figure that will all be a work of Fan Canon so he could be whoever. Maybe we'll even kill him, who knows?

>>972995
Fuh, I keep forgetting to answer whole questions.
Right, they're mostly bathing the lands they come crossed in radiation and generally causing massive amounts of sickness over the idea that radiation is a pure light that will burn away evils. They're making life wholly unlivable for the more christian inhabitants of New England because of the way they're literally trying to make all major sources of water pure by blasting it with radiation. That's the reason the crusade got called in the first place.

I'm sure everyone can see with how much religious insanity that went on around The New England Area why Clements in Diamond City insists on having a church for everyone. Maybe we'll get in Diamond City too sometime, it'll be like a whole 20 years before Fallout 4 begins so a lot might be different.

>>973042
So are the Atomists common in New England or is it like in the games where they're just a group of crazy people?

So deathclaw calvary could we do it. or would bighorns be a safer bet.

>>973723
You, sir, are a genius

So boys Are we gonna dress as a Templar or a Teutonic knight i vote Teutonic if only because they had cooler armour

>>973723
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i dunno man Motorcycles would be pretty cool too. especially with lances and power armour

>>974252
Neither really exist post War

>>976096
Neither did the romans if you think there are no scholars around there is an entire faction of them

>>976096

Considering that the Enclave has access to functioning helicopters, I wouldn't think improvised, makeshift motorcycles would be too infeasible.

>>978282
I wasn't objecting to any apparel merely the bland copy paste anon was suggesting

>>980535
Dude I was asking "Will our helmet Look like what most people think a knights helmet looked like AKA the bucket helm Or will we do something like the Winged helm Furthermore Will we just go with a cross? for our crusading symbol or will we do something more creative,

Is this dead?