After finally managing to get to my feet from my... stocking up on water, I began my walk, or rather waddling drag back to town when along the way I see someone coming out of a old barn. He was a rather ragged looking Nightstalker but his gear suggested that it was from wandering the wastes rather than just the hardships of life. It didn't take him long to notice me just a bit away but he seemed excited for some reason as I see his tail and ears perk up at the sight of me and he runs on over.

"Ahh, there you are! Hello there! Been looking for ya out here!" He says, his sharp fangs flashing in a grin towards me. This was unusual since mostly everybody stays away from a deathclaw, even one as large as me. "You... have?" I say, half skeptical and half relieved that he was the friendly sort. "I have indeed! Heard about you from the folks 'round here and your rather slow ambling around here. And that's why I wanted to find you!" At this point i'm not picking up on what he's trying to say so to try and coax it out I continue. "You have eh? Now why is that?" He quickly responds "Why, for your protection of course! Now i'm sure that you can handle yourself, I mean you are a rather large deathclaw! Even if it does look like someone dropped a hefty amount of brahmin dna in the vat you're from..." He says as he grabs a handful of moob in his paw. "But you know what they say, safety in numbers right? Don't want someone to think your a big ol' defenseless target when you can barely walk!"

My face goes red, I don't quite know if what he said was to be taken as a compliment or a straight up insult. A brahmin deathclaw mix? Me? I mean, brahmin are usually seen as strong creatures... but even through my embarrassment I could tell he did have a point and it would be nice to have some protective company around so I let him continue. "All I ask is that anything we come across I'd like a say in it, ya know, little stuff! Weapons, clothes,money, ya know, the things you can't use because of your... expansive qualities. So what do you
say?" He says with a turn to me, toothy grin in full view again.

You're right about me not having a use for such things and I would like some company so... I say you got a deal. "I say as I hold out a hand" Perfect! "He says with a slight hiss of delight as he enthusiastically grabs my pudgy hand and shakes it." So, when do we leave?" " After I get my breath back..." I say, huffing a bit as I plop onto my tail.

It wasn't long after that we finally set off on the almost week long trek back into town, our slow speed, or rather mine, giving the adventurer plenty of time to pick through the many ruins and old caves along with my stops. He'd usually tell me to wait against a back door or the like, something about "Keeping the place safe" but in the end, I did manage to find a lot more food along the way! Once we finally got into the boarders of the town and after a rather quick goodbye, he went off with his pack full of gear... wonder what he went with all that...


Phew, finally got off my rump and got another drawing out! About time eh?

Deathclaws, Nightstalkers, and fallout:New Vegas all belong to Bethesda, The blubbery deathclaw is mine.