Fallout: Equestria - Memories of a Caravaneer

Chapter 3: Welcome to Waterhole

“Don’t leave me here! I’m in hillbilly hell! My IQ’s dropping by the second!...”

Standing outside of Cough Medicine’s shack, broken pistol in my hoof, I stood at the crumbling road before me. It was a charcoal gray road, almost untouched by the megaspells, except for the split sections. Going southwest towards the marker on my PipBuck, I felt the cumbersome device weigh my right forehoof down a bit. After a while of seeing nothing but sand, I could see what appeared to be a small frontier town in the distance. “That must be Waterhole…” I muttered to myself, walking forward some more. Looking at the sign, I muttered, “Yep. This is it alright.” The sign itself read WELCOME TO WATERHOLE in typeface, the kind you’d see in pre-war cowpony movies. Suddenly, I heard a voice

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“HALT!”

At first thinking it was a ghoul or some REALLY pissed stallion, I took a closer look. The owner of the voice turned out to be a medium chocolate-brown griffon.

And he had a revolver pointed straight at me.

“Whoa there, no need to point a revolver straight at me.” I assured, raising my hooves up in innocence.

“Yeah, right. Why should I believe you? For all I know, you could be trying to rob me.” The eagle-lion hybrid replied, reloading his gun.

“Ummm…because I’m innocent?” I asked sheepishly.

The griffon narrowed his eyes at me. “You don’t look innocent to me. Now tell me: Who sent you?’

“Cough Medicine. I wanted to ask some questions.”

“Alright. What do ya wanna ask?”

“Did you happen to see some raiders, about yay tall?” I asked, demonstrating with my hooves.

“No, but I think there are some people who might.” The griffon said, heading towards town.

“Well, I guess I have no choice.” I muttered.

Footnote; Level up!

Perk gained: Are You Pondering What I’m Pondering?- You are now able to question and interrogate other characters. You gain +1 Speech and special dialogue options with other characters.