The Catacombs of Edinburgh

The Catacombs are an abandoned Enclave bunker, it was a small force, only stationed by the Enclave in Edinburgh to keep watch of the local New England area. Along with this it was a failsave for the D.C and New York Enclave. This failsave was never used, and due to mysterious circumstances, the small force of Enclave soldiers stationed here all died and the majority of the bunker was covered under rubble, only sparing the entry hall, stairwell, and server rooms.

### Expedition Log 9/24/2286

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The holotape hisses to life, the sounds of water dripping and mechanical creaking and groaning fill the room, along with the sounds of a large object being moved, a Vault-like door most likely. A voice can be heard, it appears to be female. "This is Sergeant Riley Dune of the Church of The Independent, Rushmore Squadron. I have been sent by the Brass in New July to scout out the reports of an abandoned bunker in the ruins of Edinburgh." The holotape goes silent for a while, mostly just the sounds of footsteps and mechanical ambience, along with distant noises of soldiers speaking to eachother. About 4 minutes later, the voice of Riley returns. "We've just reached the database room, but the power's out, likely has been for a decade or 2. We're gonna be here for a while, and the brass has ordered us to set up an encampment and wait for our boys to smash out a way through the rubble to the power breaker. For now, I'll be logging off." The holotape ends here.

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### Expedition Log 10/07/2286

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The holotape activates, the ambience is more of the same, as it appears the Rushmore Squadron has been encamped in the bunker for the previous weeks. "Sergeant Riley Dunes, Church of The Independent, Rushmore Squadron. We've finally managed to reach the breaker, and in that time, the higher ups have been so kind as to supply us with the password to the Enclave's database. Now that we've finally got the power on, we're actually able to complete our mission here." A terminal hisses to life, and the sounds of keyboard typing can be heard. "Shit, there's a lot of data here, it'd take weeks for an entire damn squad to read through it all. Just skipping through can give us a hell of a lot of notes, lots of information from out west. A family, Salvatores, apparently some crime bosses from a city out in Nevada who had ties with the Enclave. Looks like one of their bases out in one of those abandoned oil rigs got fucking nuked to hell by someone, damn. Apparently there was an Enclave faction out in Appalachia, something about the Greenbrier Hotel. A smaller chapter out near the Sierra Army Depot apparently had a massive schism between "Purist" and "Reformer" factions, led by a "Franklin Anderson" and "Douglas Granite" respectively. Holy shit, there were a lot more chapters than we thought we knew existed, apparently they had chapters nationwide, not just in select areas. A chapter in Seattle, Kentucky, and Florida. The brass is gonna fucking love this, gonna try and get them to set up an outpost in here ASAP. Signing off." The holotape ends here.

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(Author's Note, if you get like the purist and reformers reference in the second log, please fucking marry me on the spot.)