Maxson Expedition events/scriptoutput

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### Boulder

*A crater, that's what most of Boulder is these days. Filled to the brim with bright green ghouls and pools of radioactive material that will irradiate you through power armor. It'd been something the expedition was aware of since shortly after it arrived, but complications with the hangdogs, then with the legion, and then with North Coloradians meant that it was always just out of reach.

Now, as Andrea looked over the various reports prepared by Outsider, it finally became clear that a mission to the Dome could be sustained. It wouldn't be easy, safe, or simple; a forward base would have to be constructed, the ghouls would have to be cleared out, scavengers would need to be kept at bay...all of this wasn't even related to whatever inhabited the dome itself. Dangerous pre-war robots? Decaying superweapons? Toxic Chemicals?

Just the thought made Andrea more uneasy than she'd been for a while...but better the Brotherhood opens the dome than anybody else.*

**Up the hill we go.*** Glowbugs:
	+ [SCOPE]Our country
		- Scripted Effect: grant\_wargoals\_on\_core\_states\_of\_prev\_force\_ai\_war=yes

 id### Glowing And Angry

*Andrea stood over the grand town hall of the so-called "Contact Camp." It had been one of the few places that ghouls and humans could trade in Glowbugs territory, as it was -mostly- radiation free. Clearing the ferals from Boulder wasn't an easy task, but the more sane ghouls had been an even harder task; many of the ghouls resenting the outskirts of the Dome being cordoned off from private scavengers, so concessions had to be made to avoid rebelliousness. Some ghouls would be offered paying positions for work sites within the irradiated zone; hauling and gathering material, removing radioactive waste, ditch-digging to keep them busy. Though initially a tense agreement, it seems that over time things had cooled down between the locals and the brotherhood.*

**Tough but managable if we're smart.**
(Nothing)

 id### Camp Alpha

*Andrea stood with Outsider at the overlook of the creatively named "Camp Alpha." The first of many small military outpost to be dotted in and around the Boulder Dome Exclusion Zone, or BDEZ for short.

"So, this is it, huh?" Pondered the Recon Trooper aloud.

"It doesn't look like much, but it's in an excellent position. We've had mutant dogs roaming through here since we arrived and this base has a commanding view of the whole area."

"Suppose you're right, just wouldn't wanna be stuck up in a little radioactive homestead like this..."

He had a point, but there was enough radaway stockpiled in that base to get you through the first weeks of a second apocalypse. The Paladins inside would be fine so long as their tours here are kept short and spaced well apart.*

**Cozy, only slightly irradiated.**
(Nothing)

 id### To The Future

*Andrea opened the door to her command room and took a seat behind her desk. Dropping the bundle of reports and sighing as she leans back and enjoys the comfortable chair.

Sitting back up after a few moments she takes a look at the first report. Dan Rivers was making his way through the former territories the Legion had controlled, making contact with the communities there.

Putting that sheet aside she picked up the next one, Outsider was "missing" again, probably heading north or east to try and find more information about the Midwestern Brotherhood. "Not something to worry about, he's made it through everything so far, just like the rest of us." She thinks to herself.

The next report is from Proctor Elrick, now Head Scribe Elrick. Mostly the latest on the confiscation and stockpiling of technology in the occupied areas. Andrea knows he has his work cut out for him just in Colorado, but the new Chapter needs a man of his experience to help deal with anything that might crop up.

Smiling to herself Andrea reflects back on the trials they've all endured to get to this moment. Her leadership had brought them from the brink of destruction to being a major power in the Wasteland.

There would be more to do of course, but for now she allowed herself to relax.*

**"We made it, despite it all..."**
(Nothing)

 id### The Warrior's Legacy

*nf\_maxson\_final.5.d*

**nf\_maxson\_final.5.a**
(Nothing)

 id### West Coast Contact

*nf\_maxson\_final.6.d*

**nf\_maxson\_final.6.a*** Lost Hills:
	+ Trigger country event *“The Expedition's Success”*

 id### Burned Out Bunkers

*nf\_maxson\_final.7.d*

**nf\_maxson\_final.7.a**
(Nothing)

 id### Radical Texans

*nf\_maxson\_final.8.d*

**nf\_maxson\_final.8.a*** Texan Brotherhood:
	+ Trigger country event *“Lost Hills Presence”*

 id### The Folly

*nf\_maxson\_final.9.d*

**nf\_maxson\_final.9.a**
(Nothing)

 id### Traditional Values

*nf\_maxson\_final.10.d*

**nf\_maxson\_final.10.a*** Alamo Chapter:
	+ Trigger country event *“Another Chapter”*

 id### Nothing Left

*nf\_maxson\_final.11.d*

**nf\_maxson\_final.11.a**
(Nothing)

 id### The Expedition's Success

*nf\_maxson\_final.12.d*

**nf\_maxson\_final.12.a**
(Nothing)

 id### Lost Hills Presence

*nf\_maxson\_final.13.d*

**nf\_maxson\_final.13.a**
(Nothing)

 id### Another Chapter

*nf\_maxson\_final.14.d*

**nf\_maxson\_final.14.a**
(Nothing)

 id### Into Battle Once Again

*Andrea felt the doubt rising within her again as she stepped into her armor. Securing the gauntlets and double checking the seals of the T-51b suit she had grown so accustomed to her thoughts raced.

This would be their greatest challenge yet, and she knew this was all riding on her decision making and strategy. The upcoming weeks and months would decide the fate of Colorado, of her Brothers, and of so many more.

Picking up the helmet in her gauntleted hands she catches herself gazing into the visor staring back up at her. Setting her jaw and placing the helmet over and onto her head she thinks to herself "No, I was right. I will lead us through this. This "Lanius" will not be the end of us."

Securing the helment in place she turned to the door out of her quarters, grabbing her rifle and kit off the wall mount. Off to war. Off to victory.*

**"I will not fail."**
(Nothing)

 id### The Past Revealed

*After a proper investigation, we discovered the cause of the airships failure. Something caught the gas inside the main balloon on fire, we presume it must have been one of the storms prevelant in the Midwest. The lighter but flammable gasses giving the airships the range they would need for the original expedition certainly was not worth the deaths of those onboard. Our scouting efforts have not revealed nearby wrecks though, so the rest of the fleet must have survived, for how long and how far away they are now we can only speculate. Knowing all this though, and not needing a long range airship, we can repair the wreck and fill it with non flammable gas to use for our own purposes.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**A fine addition to our arsenal.*** Add technology: Inert Lifting Gas
* Add technology: Combat Blimp
* **1** units of File:United States of America.png United States of America Combat Blimp is added to the national Stockpile

 id### Pristine Relics

*In the former Robot City territory our scouts have found an airfield, untouched by the war but still neglected. Sealed inside the hangers they found a small fleet of cargo planes, mostly preserved from the elements.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**I'm sure we will find a use for them.*** **5** units of File:United States of America.png United States of America Transport Glider is added to the national Stockpile
* Add technology: Transport Glider
* Add technology: Motorized Flight

 id### The Ancient Menace

*Vault Zero. That was supposedly the name of the installation, but the information was...tricky to come by. Andrea looked over the many reports, testimonials, and archives of the day, most of this stuff was bought off of locals who's parents survived the incident, so it was both incomplete and of varying accuracy. She held in her hands two testimonials that seemed to completely contradict eachother; one told stories of robots pouring out across the state, while the other claimed it was mutants and ghouls lead by the ghoulified Governor of Colorado.

She sighed, taking another sip from her little glass of hooch, turning around from her desk and glancing back at the massive corkboard sitting behind her; it was adorned with many pictures, confirmed testimonials, terminal logs, and red string. Lots of red string, tying it all together in a maddeningly complicated way.

If they wanted to find this vault, it'd be a -lot- more work.*

**What awaits us down there?**
(Nothing)

 id### The Cratered Entrance

*"A nuke went off here?" Andrea questions Elrick as they march up the mountain. "Yes Elder, it's the only explanation for how the Vault was cracked open."

Glancing back to Elrick, wrapped in the armored shell of his T-45d armor, she frowns inside her own powered armor. Outsider was beside the two of them, one of the many Brothers accompanying Andrea to the Vault. He insisted that when he had discovered the crater the radiation was barely noticable, and while Andrea trusted his judgements by now she still wished he hadn't insisted against the protection of a suit.

As they reach the end of the mountain path Andrea can see the ground suddenly slope ahead of them. Peering over the edge she can see a twisted metal opening down in the hole.

"That's the entrance, far as I can tell." Outsider comments as he points down to the opening.

Andrea nods and says "Let's not delay then." Waving a hand to the Paladins and Knights behind her she orders "Into the breach Brothers. Let's find out what happened here."*

**Dropping down the hole*** Trigger country event *“Silent Halls”*

 id### The Assault

*Plasma scarred walls, scattered parts of the robots, all signs pointing to a fierce battle in these cramped hallways. The fighting seems to have been very fierce around power nodes in the upper levels, with piles of destroyed robots in these rooms. After that, the trail of destruction leads to the main elevators that access the lower levels. Whoever had led the assault down through this massed force of defenders must have been well armed and incredibly skilled. Not that losses were not sustained, bearing the colors and symbols of the Brotherhood corpses litter the halls as well. It was something of a sickening sight, and even through the filters on her helmet Andrea could smell a putrid mix of machine oil, ash, metal, and all other manner of horrid combat refuse.

She wasn't the only one put off but it all, the two Knights flanking her were both tense, clutching their laser rifles closely triple checking every robot they walked past.

Strangely, among the fallen are the mummified bodies of Ghouls and even Super Mutants wearing power armor and wielding advanced weapons alongside human Brothers and Sisters. Even the humans are strange as though their bodies are long decayed some are found to have personal items resembling those normally found on tribals.*

**A threat that united all.**
(Nothing)

 id### Hellion

*Arriving in Buena Vista our Paladins swiftly discovered the occupied hanger. According to terminals inside the hanger itself this was the "Hellion", an advanced combat aircraft built before the war to assist Vault 0 in pacifying the wastes. Thankfully it was not completed, as the power plant required to finish it's startup sequence was destroyed by the forces of the Midwestern Brotherhood before it could be deployed by the Calculator.

Elrick was especially happy about the find, after being lead to the craft by Andrea, he spent the entire day obsessing over it. He insisted upon taking it apart to it's every piece and blueprinting the design in reverse. Whether we can reproduce them is debatable, but learning it's design will give us an edge in aeronautics research.*

**An impressive piece of engineering.**
(Nothing)

 id### Closer To The Truth

*The elevators still working had been a stroke of luck, saving them days of exploration. Stepping out with her guards Andrea sweeps her weapon back and forth, scanning for threats. The deeper they've gone the more concerned she has become. The information Elrick had found before was being confirmed with every floor and room they explored. This was the largest underground installation Andrea had been in since departing Lost Hills.

Outsider had volunteered to check each floor before the main party followed, and once again he was standing close by the elevator doors. "Hey Elder, you're going to want to see this. Elrick too." Outsider says to her, face grim.

"Something wrong?" Andrea asks. Outsider shakes his head before saying "Nothing dangerous, just found something that might tell us what happened here." Intrigued Andrea waves Elrick forward and orders the others to spread out and secure this floor while they follow Outsider.

He leads the two of them to a large chamber filled with rows and rows of pods. About the size of an adult human, all with bright red lights flashing on them. Outsider points out the closest one and says "Take a look."

Andrea and Elrick moved the the pod and peered down through the glass top. Tinged with frost but still visible a clearly mummifed human body in a Vault-Tec jumpsuit lay within.*

**Frozen Corpses*** Trigger country event *“A Tomb”*

 id### The Final Stand Of The Calculator

*The lowest level of the vault, finally. Andrea was flanked by her Paladins as she moved into the chamber Outsider had found. The open doors were pushed through by half a dozen of her Brothers who swept the room with their weapons. Following close behind she could see a battle scarred room with the strange humanoid robots scattered about.

"Clear!" shouted the leading Paladin. The others followed in behind, Elrick immediately moving to the main terminals, Outsider hurrying across the room to another open door at the other end.

Andrea lowered her weapon and gazed down at a curious arrangement of powered armor suits and a massive brainbot. The design was nothing like she had ever seen.

"Elder, there are some holotapes here. All labelled." Elrick called out as he got to the terminals. Andrea made her way over to him and noticed the three tapes resting against the console.

Reading the labels Andrea can see "The General", "My Decision", and "Final Log", placed left to right.

"That one first Elrick, let's see what these are." She says as the Proctor slots the first tape in.*

**Holotape 1 "The General"*** Trigger country event *“The General”*

 id### The General

*"I am making these logs before I leave. Everyone else has died for this victory, even those back at Bunker Epsilon. I think we were too late. I was too late. Their last transmission had an overwhelming force of the Calculator's robots bearing down on them, and I can't get a response from them now. It will be my first destination if I can manage to get out of here, I can hold onto hope for that long at least. General Dekker is a tough bastard, some of them might have survived. I've laid out my fallen Brothers and Sisters, I hope to return so they can be retrieved someday. I also put General Barnaky with the others. I can't blame his final actions, but I still wish we could have brought him back, taken as a slave by the Calculator is not the fate I had envisioned for the man. Avenged now, they all are, but at such a cost."*

**Holotape 2 "My Decision"*** Trigger country event *“The Warrior's Decision”*

 id### The Warrior's Decision

*This tape is a black and white recording with no audio source from the Vault's internal camera system showing a lone console in the middle of a large room, which is recognizable as the Calculator's chamber. The outer door opens, revealing a lone figure in the peculiar horned power armor favored by the Midwestern Brotherhood. They seem to be wounded as they are limping into the room, sections of armor scorched and battered, some completely missing. Armed with a plasma rifle, they take a look around the room, as if listening to something. With an angry stab of their right arm and pointed an accusing finger towards the terminal housing the Calculator they then raise their weapon to fire at something out of the camera's view. The feed switches to another camera in the room showing the impacting bolts of plasma, shattering several tall glass containers with brains inside of them. As each one is shattered the brains are instantly vaporized by the searing energy lights in the room flicker as well as the camera feed.

After the last brain jar is destroyed, there are a few seconds before the feed switches back to the power armored figure. They are approaching the main console of the Calculator and raising their rifle. The bright flash of their discharging plasma weapon the last thing seen before it cuts to black.*

**Holotape 3 "Goodbye"*** Trigger country event *“Final Log”*

 id### Final Log

*"The Calculator is destroyed. For better or for worse, every moment I spent making the decision could be another man, woman, or child killed by the machines. It had to be done. These logs might never be seen by another living soul, but if they have been found then I can't even be sure you understand what I have done. I certainly did not understand a fraction of what I do now when I was first recruited from my tribe. Please just know that what we did, what I did, was for the future of everyone. Even if the one's I personally fought for are all gone now, there must still be hope out there. I am simply known as "The Warrior", and I am a proud Paladin of the Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel."

The final segment of the holotape is a picture, showing a saluting figure in horned power armor.*

**A forgotten legacy no longer.*** Trigger country event *“The Aftermath”*
* Gets the National Spirit File:Vault0 idea.png *“Vault 0”*

Vault 0 icon**Vault 0**

* Research Speed: **+5%**
* £prod\_eff Production Efficiency growth: **+10%**
* £prod\_eff\_cap Production Efficiency Cap: **+10%**
* Factory Output: **+10%**
Even without the Calculator running things Vault 0 is an incredibly valuable facility for us to hold onto.
* Add technology: C-27 Humanoid Robot
* [Scope]**Colorado Springs** (460):
	+ Add **15**  building slots
	+ Add **5**  Arms Workshop
	+ Add **5**  Civilian Workshop
* Add production of **20** (unrecognized string "metal" for Template:Icon) Scrap Metal to **Colorado Springs** (460)
* Add production of **20** (unrecognized string "advanced" for Template:Icon) Advanced Components to **Colorado Springs** (460)
* Add production of **35** (unrecognized string "energy" for Template:Icon) Energy to **Colorado Springs** (460)
* Add production of **20** (unrecognized string "water" for Template:Icon) Water to **Colorado Springs** (460)
* Add production of **20** (unrecognized string "composites" for Template:Icon) Composite Materials to **Colorado Springs** (460)
* Add production of **20** (unrecognized string "circuitry" for Template:Icon) Circuitry to **Colorado Springs** (460)

 id### Silent Halls

*"I figured we would need our helmet lights down here." Andrea muses out loud. The vault, after the initial drop down, was still well lit and functional from what she could tell. Lights, doors, terminals, all still working and with power.

Her retinue was fanning out, checking corners and clearing rooms. Outsider had gone down a hall by himself when Andrea's back was turned. He should be back soon, but she really didn't need a casualty this early in this exploration.

"Elder! If you would come over here, I think I've found something." Elrick called out to her. Walking over to where he was tapping on the keys to a terminal Andrea can see that he has pulled up some information. "What have you found Proctor?" Andrea ask.

"I believe this place is what we think it is." Pointing a finger to the screen, where at the top of the diagnostic info displayed a "Vault 0000" was displayed in text. Elrick goes on saying "If the specifications of this vault are accurate this is far larger than any other installation built by the company." Andrea finds it funny that he can still perform a recognizable side long glance her way before he says "Though many of Vault-Tec's plans before the war weren't completed. Still, if even half of this was built this may be the biggest Vault we now know of."

"Anything relating to it's purpose?" Andrea asks as from the corner of her eye she see's Outsider returning down a hallway. Elrick shakes his head "Besides the standard "survive nuclear war" message we can only find that out by going deeper in. Wherever the Overseer's office or the equivalent is would have that info."

Andrea pats his armored shoulder and says "Good work Proctor." turning to Outsider she asks "I assume you found the way down?" Outsider gives her a thumbs up, so Andrea orders the gathered Brothers "Let's move on, Outsider has found our way."*

**Press further in**
(Nothing)

 id### A Tomb

*Andrea had walked up and down the rows of pods twice now, stopping at the first one again she placed a hand on the glass top. "Anything yet Elrick?" she asked, turning her head to the man furiously typing at the terminal near the end of the room.

Elrick looked back at her and nods "They all died shortly after the bombs dropped, if this terminals time is accurate." turning his head back to the screen he goes on "They managed to build this massive vault but clearly didn't test the cryogenic pods before getting into them. There's a log here as well Elder."

"It claims to be from one of the last remaining technicians, claiming that the ones who could fix "The Calculator" all died in cryo, and he was going to try and fix what he could before the log ends."

"The Calculator..." Andrea mutters. It has been one of the names of the threat her gathered reports had pointed to. If everyone in the vault had died long ago then what had come out of here after their deaths that caused such destruction?

"Knight Outsider, we still have a few more levels to go. Find this "Calculator" for me." Outsider salutes and unslings his rifle, saying as he heads out the "You got it Elder."*

**Deeper still**
(Nothing)

 id### The Aftermath

*Standing in the Calculator's chamber Andrea casts her gaze back and forth, noting the shattered brain cases and the melted terminal.

Elrick comes up behind her and shakes his head "A shame, the power of this vault could have been turned to something much more than genocide."

Andrea says nothing for a moment before also shaking her head and saying "If it had been me in that moment I would have done the same Proctor. The Calculator had caused too much destruction. They made the right decision."

Hidden behind his visor Elrick's expression isn't readable by Andrea, but she notes the pause before he replies "Of course, if it couldn't be controlled by the Brotherhood it must be destroyed." Not exactly what she meant, but she wasn't going to turn this into a debate. Calling out to Outsider she asks "Is this it then? No further levels that you can find?"

Outsider pops out from behind a curious looking machine by the Calculator's terminal and gives a thumbs up, saying "Nothing I can find Elder. I think we've found all we can find."

Andrea turns to leave the chamber as she says "Then let's get out of here, and seal the room. We don't need anything from it anymore." Tucking the holotapes into a pouch attached to her armor she continues out and her Brothers follow.*

**Protecting humanity from the dangers of technology, our mission.*** If:
			* Country flag achievement\_secret\_of\_vault\_0 is set
	+ Set country flag achievement\_secret\_of\_vault\_0

 id### Personal Log - The Expedition's Beginnings

*"This is Paladin Commander Andrea Brixley, recording a personal log to...to make sure if I don't pull us through this someone knows what happened."

Sitting back in her chair Andrea sighs and runs a hand through her short cropped hair. Going on she begins with "We all had high hopes at the start, heading out east. The Elder from Lost Hills chosen to lead the expedition, Elder Cameron, was a good leader. Well respected and he had seen plenty of combat."

"I was chosen to come along, to lead my Paladins and Knights in case we were attacked. I remember there was a debate over what resources the expedition was to be given..."*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**"We set out with a large amount of personnel but not much equipment."*** Gain Manpower **500** Manpower
* **125** units of File:United States of America.png United States of America Advanced Energy Weaponry is added to the national Stockpile
* **125** units of File:United States of America.png United States of America T-45d Power Armour is added to the national Stockpile

**"We set out with a small amount of personnel but with enough equipment for everyone."*** Gain Manpower **250** Manpower
* **250** units of File:United States of America.png United States of America Advanced Energy Weaponry is added to the national Stockpile
* **250** units of File:United States of America.png United States of America T-45d Power Armour is added to the national Stockpile

 id### Personal Log - Our Refuge

*"Elder Cameron had been wounded badly during the battle and retreat but still managed to lead us south-east, he knew there was a bunker we could take shelter in while we regroup. Shattered and depleted our expedition fled across the river, the hounds of the Hangdogs right behind us."

"A fighting retreat to a bunker we hoped wasn't occupied, or for all we knew was destroyed during The Great War. I had hoped our luck had finally turned when we arrived and found it not only intact but still secured and well stocked with supplies..."*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**"and one last disaster to nearly destroy us."*** [Scope]**Maxson Bunker** (412):
	+ Add **2**  building slots
	+ Add **1** (unrecognized string "bunker2" for Template:Icon) Bunker, on the province (3110)
	+ Add **1**  Arms Workshop
	+ Add **1**  Civilian Workshop

 id### Personal Log - Madness In The Underground

*"No one is sure how a Senator got his hands on a shipment of Stealth Boys, but the Elder thought we could use them to scout across the river and find more of our scattered expedition. The senior and most experienced of us, those that were still alive, were sent out with a sack full of the devices to help cross the river and survive in the Hangdogs territory."

"In the weeks and months that followed they managed to bring back as many of our Brothers that they could find. Things seemed to be getting better...but maybe that hope blinded us to the truth."

"Elder Cameron had miraculously recovered, enough to walk without assistance, and our recovery teams were returning. I went out of the bunker with the Elder to greet them, but something was very wrong. It had been worsening inside of them for a time but the recovery teams were suffering from overuse of the Stealth Boys, they didn't believe the Elder was alive, and after a tense argument weapons were drawn."

"I couldn't believe my eyes when a Paladin put a round through the Elder's torso. Our side fired back while the recovery team members began to scatter and fire wildly. Not just at us but even at each other."

"With the death of Elder Cameron, and the scattering of most of our senior Knights and Paladins...I have become the highest ranked Brother left. The Expedition now succeeds...or fails by my efforts."

§RCheck the decisions tab. Look towards the Boulder Dome to cure their condition, regaining the lost members of our Chapter would be far better than having to put them down.§!*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**"Can I do this? I have to."*** Gets the National Spirit File:Circle of steel idea.png *“The Outcasts Of Steel”*

The Outcasts Of Steel icon**The Outcasts Of Steel**

* Recruitable Population: **−2%**
* Stability: **−10%**
Our Brothers and Sisters who succumbed to the effects that prolonged Stealth Boy usage can have on the human psyche. While they do not oppose us directly they do disrupt the lives of those under our protection, and were a sizable amount of our forces before they split off.

 id### Personal Log - Howling And Screams

*"Our arrival into Colorado was without fanfare. The tribes and settlements near to our destination had warned us that our goal was guarded by vicious hounds, The Hangdogs."

"Elder Cameron wasn't a fool, but..." Andrea's hand clenches into a fist before going on "none of us knew the scale of the foe we were to face."

"We had entered Denver but we had only encountered scavengers, no sign of the foe we were told to expect. Some of us were unnerved, but most assumed the raiders had been driven off or destroyed before our arrival." A bitter grimace forms on Andrea's face and she shakes her head back and forth.

"If only we were so lucky." Andrea says, pausing to collect herself before going on "The first night after we had set ourselves up, we were making plans for the expedition's first tasks. That was when they attacked."

"It was a massacre, we were forced to retreat over the river with what little we could carry with us."*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**"Our only hope was the bunker."*** Gets the National Spirit File:Generic raids.png *“Hangdog Defeat”*

Hangdog Defeat icon**Hangdog Defeat**

* Stability: **−10%**
* Daily Political Power Gain: **−0.1**

 id### Complete Our Mission

*Andrea balanced the little white cylinder between her fingers, idly twiddling the lit cigarette whilst her gaze was cast down on the map below. She saw a crudely drawn depiction of Hangdogs Territory, criss-crossed with a web of arrows depicting the planned advance into Denver.

Brixley had poured over these plans a dozen times in the last hour; yet even as she appreciated their tactical complexity, her mind was still saddled with doubt.

Would it work? Could it be done better? Is it worth it?

She'd query herself repeatedly, but always come up short on answers. The situation felt strinkingly unfair; Andrea did –not– want to be responsible for any of this, let alone if it was going to cost the lives of her Brothers.

She took a long drag from the cigarette, it's embered front glowing aggresively.

Well, if not her, then who?

Really, who? She couldn't name any competent tacticians that had survived Denver, nor could she exactly push the problem down the chain.

It occured to Andrea that it –couldn't– be anybody else, and it never could have been. This wasn't just a fluke, it was fate; she was the one who stepped up, and if she hadn't, the Expedition wouldn't have survived.

Now, the weight of authority rests solely on her shoulders and the success of the mission depends solely on her iniative.

Confidence is no longer a luxury, it's a necessity; and when Brixley stepped into the leading position, she vowed to do everything necessary to finish the mission.

Anything less simply wouldn't do.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**Ad Victoriam.**
(Nothing)

 id### Checking on Elrick

*Making her way down the access corridor towards the bunker's storage rooms Andrea clenches and unclenches her hands inside the powered armor. She knows the routine is important to keeping herself steady but loathes having to check in on every little detail. Before all this she was a leader in battle, not a babysitter for the scribes. Thankfully the T-51b armor keeps her dour expression from view as she passes by saluting Brothers, nodding to them as she continues on to her destination.

Slapping her gauntlet against the open switch and stepping through the doorway she can hear the sound of raised voices in the storage room. Glancing over she notices two scribes arguing by one of the tables with armor and laser rifles laid out on them.

Turning her attention from them she sees the man she came to check on, Proctor Elrick. The Proctor is sitting behind a desk by the far wall, a terminal screen lighting up his aged features green in the dim lighting. Striding forward, her boots clanging against the metal, the Proctor looks up and over at the two scribes by the table with a sour expression before slowly getting to his feet and greeting Andrea. "Paladin Commander, here for the daily count?"

Shaking his head Elrick goes on to say "I understand your need to check in on things, but surely a weekly inspection would accomplish the same thing."

Andrea's frown deepens in response to his words, her voice harsh as it barks out of the helmets speakers "If this is that severe of an interruption Proctor then I suggest you give me your report quickly and efficiently, then you can get back to your duties."*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**"We all have roles to fill, even if we don't like them."*** Trigger country event *“The Argument”*

 id### Air Power

*With our recent aircraft discoveries we have a unique opportunity to specialize in one or the other, setting our efforts to improving the overall effectiveness of...*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**Blimps*** Gets the National Spirit File:Blimp idea.png *“Blimp Focus”*

Blimp Focus icon**Blimp Focus**

* ```
air_air_superiority_attack_factor = 0.05
```
* ```
air_air_superiority_defence_factor = 0.05
```
* **Airship**:
	+ £anti\_air\_texticon Air Attack: **+5%**
	+ Air Defense: **+5%**
	+ ```
	air_superiority = 0.05
	```
	+ £production\_cost Production Cost: **−10%**
Having our scribes and manufacturing focus on Blimps will result in faster production and more effective designs.

**Cargo Planes*** Gets the National Spirit File:Cargo plane idea.png *“Transport Focus”*

Transport Focus icon**Transport Focus**

* ```
air_air_superiority_attack_factor = 0.05
```
* ```
air_air_superiority_defence_factor = 0.05
```
* **Cargo Plane**:
	+ Agility: **+5%**
	+ Air Defense: **+5%**
	+ Range: **+5%**
	+ £production\_cost Production Cost: **−10%**
Having our scribes and manufacturing focus on Transports will result in faster production and more effective designs.

 id### Steel Rain

*Designing a specialized parachute system for our Paladins and training them for airdrop situations will allow them to perform dangerous deep strike operations with precision when called upon to do so.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**The Codex Maxson calls this maneuver...*** Gets the National Spirit File:Paratrooper idea.png *“Brotherhood Airborne Tactics”*

Brotherhood Airborne Tactics icon**Brotherhood Airborne Tactics**

* ```
extra_paratrooper_supply_grace = 24
```
* ```
paradrop_organization_factor = 0.2
```
With additional training and a redesigned kit our power armor units can now strike territory more effectively when using our aerial transports.

 id### The Argument

*Andrea sees Elrick stiffen but his eyes never waver, and she sighs internally. Helmet speakers crackling to life again "I have more to do today than argue with you Proctor. Tell me the daily count and also," she says before gesturing to her left "if you could explain to me what they're arguing about."

Elrick's head turns from her helmet to the pair of scribes who have still been arguing by the table for their entire conversation. "Today's count is twenty eight laser rifles and eight suits of power armor. As for those two, they have proposed we use the experimental schematics, untested schematics at that, we brought with us from Lost Hills. They should allow us to produce and maintain more advanced suits of powered armor or the same but with energy weapons"

Proctor Elrick shakes his head before going on "The problem is they can agree that we should use them given our situation but can't agree which to use. Without the resources or the skilled manpower to use both it's not an easy decision for them."

Turning her helmeted gaze back to the Proctor she asks "And? You're their senior, surely you have your own opinion."

Elrick shakes his head and sighs, his gaze finally turning down and away from Brixley "To tell the truth with my workload I've ignored them for the most part..." Running a hand through his graying hair he mutters "I didn't think it was too important."

Andrea can tell the Proctor is as disinterested in this as with most of his "mundane" tasks, and speaks up after a few more moments of contemplation.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**"Tell them our power armor could use an edge."*** Gets the National Spirit File:Maxson scribe idea a.png *“Power Armor Focus”*

Power Armor Focus icon**Power Armor Focus**

* Research Speed: **+10%**
* **Power Armour**:
	+ £reliability\_texticon Reliability: **+10%**

**"Tell them our energy weapons could use an edge."*** Gets the National Spirit File:Maxson scribe idea b.png *“Infantry Weapon Focus”*

Infantry Weapon Focus icon**Infantry Weapon Focus**

* Research Speed: **+10%**
* **Infantry Equipment**:
	+ £reliability\_texticon Reliability: **+10%**

 id### Now That's Taken Care Of

*Andrea's decision seems to relieve Elrick, she hears a small exhale of breath before a smile creases his features. "Yes Paladin Commander, right away."

Holding up her arm to bar his way she stops Elrick who was moving away from his desk to the arguing scribes, and says "We, no I have enough to deal with as it is Elrick. Now is not the time to slack off when we need every advantage we can get. The daily inspections will continue until you improve."

The Proctor's relieved expression turns to an exasperated one, but he salutes before saying "Yes Paladin Commander, I understand." Andrea watches as he moves off towards his subordinates, before turning and making for the exit. Her helmet keeps her muttering private as she leaves.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**"One down, six more to go..."**
(Nothing)

 id### The Leftovers

*Shaking her head back and forth in wonder at the impressive stockpile before turning to the Knight standing beside her, Andrea asks "How many of them actually run?"

"We're still checking over the other vehicle depots but current count is 244 vehicles that vary from single seat compact cars all the way to larger utility trucks." The Knight replied.

Looking up from their clipboard the Knight continues "Those are the ones that run, the rest are in a state of disrepair. We assume they were used by The Scorpions to keep their vehicles used for raiding in working order."

Andrea nods curtly before musing in a low voice "We won't have enough energy cells to use these as well as our powered armor..."

By her side the Knight speaks up "We could still use them for logistical purposes even in a limited capac-" before he is cut off by a new voice from behind the both of them.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**"Hey, you're the boss around here right?"*** Trigger country event *“Dan Rivers”*

 id### A Dispute

*Up on a rise overlooking the eastern lands of Walsh Andrea gazes through a pair of binoculars. Not that there's much to see, though from the reports Walsh used to have at least some industry. Most of it hasn't been used for two centuries, but that's better than it being obliterated by The Great War.

Putting the binoculars and handing them to the Knight next to her Andrea turns and starts heading down the hill towards the tent. Pushing open the flap with her power armored hand and stepping through she sees the trader Dan Rivers bent over a physical map layed out on the table, with Proctor Elrick sitting down next to him.

"Any progress?" She asks the pair. At her question the two both turn their attention to her, Dan putting on his easy smile while Elrick gets up slowly to salute, his face impassive. The Proctor speaks up first "Plenty, with Mr River's connections and our own scouting we have the most important locations mapped out with a plan in place for our takeover."

Dan also speaks up saying "Mostly have a plan in place, I'd like to ask that we don't move the people from the Walsh Steak House. They're comfortable there and you won't gain much if anything from moving them."

Elrick scoffs and counters "That is one of the largest buildings in the town, of course we can gain something from it."

Andrea sighs and asks "Why is it an issue to move them? We've already dedicated enough men and resources to restoring the buildings in town, it's not like they'll be homeless if we move them."*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**The Sauce*** Trigger country event *“Sacred Bottles”*

 id### The Dreary-Go-Around

*Andrea wasn't sure what she was looking at. Ostensibly, it was a Brotherhood Reconnaissance trooper, but judging from the reports, he was far more than that.

In the retreat from Denver him and a few dozen men were seperated by a raider ambush and ended up at the wrong bunker entirely. It was a Pre-War rations stockhouse just south of Truchas Peak that had miraculously been mostly undisturbed since the bombs fell.

So, he and the men camped out inside it, got the bunker transmitter working, and put out a SOS signal prompting discovery by the rest of the Expedition.

That all seemed simple enough, but there were a number of peculiarities with the man himself.

Firstly, his armor was heavily modified; sporting bandoliers, satchels, some kind of helmet mounted infrared scope, and mounts for a ghillie net.

Secondly, he refused all requests at his actual name, and everyone he had lead to the stockhouse revealed they didn't actually know it. Even his holotags had been tampered with to only display his favored nickname, "Outsider".

Thirdly was his manner of speech. He'd picked up something of a wastelander's accent and all of the informal dialect that came with it.

Whilst Andrea was lost in thought about the odd man, he had been standing at an increasingly uncomfortable attention. "Need anything else, Miss-"

"Paladin Commander." She corrected, there was no "Miss Brixley" in this bunker.

"Sorry, Paladin Commander. The uh...only other issue is what we're going to with the food. There's a ton of it down there."*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**Sell it to the local merchants.*** Set temporary variable caps\_to\_add to 50
* Scripted Effect: add\_caps=yes

**Give it away to volunteers.*** Gain Manpower **100** Manpower

 id### Doki's Trove

*Robot City. The invasion of this monument to robotic friendship had gone better than expected, mostly left alone by neighboring powers, the City had been ill prepared for prolonged conflict with a dedicated military force.

The Robots had been either routed, destroyed, or deactivated near systematically in the process, some of them being pressed into labor roles whilst others were refit for jobs like battlefield support and logistics.

As Andrea walked through the halls of Doki's chambers, she felt a pang of guilt. Some of the robotic chasis lifelessly slumped against the wall had names drawn on them, or colorful, almost artistic depictions of flowers, hearts, or Doki herself.

On the one hand, it could just be all faulty programming resultant from exposure to an unstable Artificial Intelligence....on the other these could have been as close to people as tin cans can get. It was a worrying thought, but one she gave little attention. The implication was far too troubling.

As Brixley stepped into Doki's chambers, she saw Proctor Elrick hunched over the terminal the (now escaped) AI had been housed in.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**"Hello, Proctor."*** Trigger country event *“A Man of Science”*

 id### Fresh Faces, Fresh Recruits.

*Before Andrea stood lines of wastelanders standing in rows, at attention. Each one of them was clad in recon armor assigned to Initiates, and each one of them was stealing glances at her armor when they got a chance.

Andrea pretended not to notice.

Having silently strode back and forth infront of them twice now, she finally settled at a central position, standing in full view of the rows of initiates. Her helmet's speaker crackled to life as she addressed them. "I am Andrea Brixley, you will refer to me from here on as Paladin Commander, is that clear?"

The Initiate's response was rapturous, and immediate. "Yes, Paladin Commander!"

Andrea allowed there to be a short pause, then continued. "You are all trash! Putrid little wastelander filth clad in armor far nicer than you deserve!" She again paused, for effect.

"But we will fix that! You will be broken down into tiny little pieces, and rebuilt into something great! Knights, Paladins, Scouts, real cold-blooded goddamn killers! Not every one of you will make it, but those who do will join a Brotherhood greater than anything you've ever been a part of! Do I make myself clear?!"*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**"Yes Paladin Commander!"**
(Nothing)

 id### Abnormal Science

*The Baggers. A motley crew of scavengers, settlers, and scientists sent into upper colorado to secure tech and study the elusive boulder dome. After recent conquest by the chapter, it's been Maxson's goal to integrate the best the Baggers had to offer, especially in the realm of scientists. Today, Andrea and the good Proctor had been interviewing Baggers researchers on their ongoing projects, trying to determine which avenues of research were worth keeping, and which were worth scrapping.

This was especially annoying for Andrea, who had little mind for any pursuit of science that wasn't applicable to the battlefield, but Elrick seemed to be enjoying having full reign over their discoveries.

The first of the day had been the least impressive; Janey Badsall, an animal researcher, pitched her experiments on the hierarchies of Yao Guai native to Northern Colorado. It was quickly surmised that there were no Yao Guai native to Colorado, and this had been a long running scheme to gain and misuse research funding. She was asked to leave.

Secondly was Peter Baleslift, a researcher attempting to pioneer the field of robotic prosthetics. The prosthetics themselves were impressive, but the backpack mounted reactors required to run them were not only heavy, but prone to causing cancer. He was asked to leave.

That left Wulf Kempor, a medicinal researcher who (to the surprise of Andrea and Elrick) had come up with something quite useful! A drug cocktail that could increase the wakefulness of researchers and keep them working in the labs for far longer than Mentats ever could. Some of the side effects made it unfit for military use, but the eggheads would love the stuff!*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**Welcome aboard!**
(Nothing)

 id### Inter Military Wargames!

*War is just as much an exercise of a learned skill as anything else. But in peacetime, how can you learn warfare? Wargames is the answer!

The recent alliance brokered between Maxson and the Choir means that some of the kinks in combined arms will have to be worked out, notably the integration of psyker healers, scouts, and the like being relied upon by doctrinally uptight paladins and knights.

The day started out rough with an argument between a healer and a scribe over morphine. The Choir healer insisted that such a drug was dangerous when used too liberally, and that herbal remedies should first be relied upon, while the scribe was insistent that it couldn't be bad if it felt so good! The argument was ended by riflemen from both sides pulling the two apart and seperating their workstations.

Other, less shout-y incidents reared their head throughout the day, but most of them were sorted in due time. It seemed that the two groups actually want to work with eachother.

The exercises ended in a masterfully executed offensive, completely overwhelming the team playing defender and routing them entirely.

Then, it was time for chow!*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**What's an Em-Arr-Eee?*** Gain **5%** War support War Support

 id### Earthly Delights.

*Campaigning in the field carries with it a number of logistical needs, not the least of which is food. Now, normally the Paladins of the Maxson Expedition are well equipped with non-perishable foods, military rations, and all manner of calorically dense provisions.

But, what if those run out? What if you're cut off from friendly supply?

Luckily the Choir has offered up Dawn (a psyker well-tuned to nature) for cross-training skills like foraging, survivalism, and other skills that allow you to live off of nature.

The training covered the basics of edible berries, how to find protein rich insects, aswell as digging for roots that can be eaten cooked or brewed into tea. She was admittedly timid in her instruction of the battalion sized group, but as time went on she became comfortable, even friendly, around the gruff Knights.

The day ended on a humorous note, with Dawn smacking a poisonous berry away from one of the senior paladins, eliciting a few chuckles from his compatriots.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**Who knew you could eat bugs?*** Gain **5%** Stability Stability

 id### Elrick's Task

*Making her way down the hallways of the underground sections at Union Station Andrea stops in front of the door to the Scribe's main lab Pressing her hand against the access button and stepping through she sees Elrick muttering to himself as he rapidly types at the keys of his terminal.

"Harder at work than I think I've ever seen you Proctor." Andrea says to get his attention. It does the trick as he almost jumps out of his chair and quickly stands to salute.

"Palad-uh I mean Elder, apologies I didn't see you come in!" Elrick blurts out. Andrea raises an eyebrow in surprise, this is also the fastest she's seen the aged man move as well.

With a quick gesture to dismiss his salute she smiles and says "I'm not here to reprimand you Proctor just to check in on what your current project is. You finally have access to Denver's vast secrets, I know it's what you've been looking forward to since we left Lost Hills."

Elrick nods quickly and gestures for her to come over to his side of the terminal "Yes it was the reason why I joined the expedition. I-" The Proctor averts his gaze a little before going on "I apologize for my previous attitude Elder. To be honest I didn't believe we would accomplish much after our retreat from this place."

Andrea nods, her smile faltering a little before replying "The sacrifices of the Brothers who gave us this opportunity must be honored. Now, let's see what you're working on shall we."*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**The Map*** Trigger country event *“Warden's Location”*

 id### A Memorial

*Andrea placed her hand against the etched metal plaque. The first of them had arrived from Maxson Bunker yesterday, ordered by her to record the names of all those Brothers who had fallen at Union Station. There would be three in total, placed above the inner doors of the terminal.

Inside the powered armor Andrea can only stare as her fingers move down the list and hover on a few select names. She knew this wouldn't make the memories any less painful, but she can take comfort in knowing they won't be forgotten. It wouldn't be right to forget.

"Elder?" a voice asks beside her. Turning to look she can see a knight, Chris, to her left. "What is it knight?"

Quickly adopting a salute Chris says "A Dan Rivers is out on the platforms Elder, he wishes to speak with you."

Nodding to the man Andrea tells him "Thank you knight, dismissed." Marching to the doors leading out of the terminal and pushing them open she can see Dan across the trainyard. As soon as he sees her the man begins waving in her direction.

"What has he come up with now I wonder..." Andrea thinks to herself, as she picks her way through the still damaged sections of Union Station.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**Keeping The City Afloat*** Trigger country event *“The New Denver”*

 id### Preparing For A Promotion

*Bringing the highest ranking members of the Expedition back to the Maxson Bunker had taken some time, but Andrea knew it was necessary. Her title as "Elder" was all but officially confirmed of course. After the victory over the Hangdogs none of her Brothers doubted her ability to lead.

"I was right..." Andrea mused to herself, all her planning and strategies had been vindicated. It certainly hadn't been easy, but they had won.

Standing in her quarters inspecting her self in the mirror, it felt strange being out of her powered armor. It had been a constant in her life since the retreat from Denver, and without the added height her perspective felt strange.

Squaring her shoulders and smoothing some creases on her new robes of office Andrea stares into the reflection. On short notice she had at least managed to aquire an outfit fitting an Elder of the Brotherhood. It fit her well enough, the woman before her looked the part.

Tucking a stray hair behind her ear she nodded to herself. She was ready.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**The Ceremony*** Trigger country event *“Elder Brixley”*

 id### Denver Union Station

*"Heads up everyone, we're almost there." Andrea announced to her Brothers. She was leading a force back to the site of the Expeditions greatest failure, and she wasn't sure what to expect.

When they had first arrived in the city Denver's Union Station seemed like a perfect location for them to settle into. Pre war bomb shelters under the main building and a central location with easy access to the rest of the city. Also a perfect trap, for when the Hangdogs finally revealed themselves in force they poured in from every direction at once. Even with the Hangdogs routed and the city being swept clean of the bastards Andrea can't help but grip her rifle tighter as a shiver runs up her spine.

Sweeping the laser rifle's muzzle back and forth as they enter the platforms she hears audible gasps and more than a few curses spouted from the helmet speakers of those coming in behind her. Andrea steels herself and orders "Focus, we haven't cleared the area yet." Her voice remained level and calm, but inside she burned with anger.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**The Bodies*** Trigger country event *“Denver Union Station - Platforms”*

 id### Dan Rivers

*Turning quickly and placing a hand on the butt of her laser pistol Andrea sees a smiling man, clearly not Brotherhood. Looking more like some well off wastelander, his hands out to the side as he notices the plain hostility in the movements of the two before him before saying "Woah woah, just asking a question here, not something you shoot someone over right? I hope not." Andrea quickly sizes him up, not a threat. Not to her person at least, maybe to her money. She asks in a stern tone "What's your business here wastelander?"

The man's smile doesn't waver as he replies "The name's Dan Rivers, I'm a trader from The Forager's, used to run a route between New Monrose to Poteau who's been through these parts many times. Came here to offer my services to the newcomers. Didn't mean to eavesdrop as well but those fancy suits of yours carry your voices pretty far."

Andrea says nothing, but does remember The Forager's from the journey to Colorado, they warned them about the Hangdogs. "If only we'd taken their warnings seriously..." she thinks to herself.

Dan jabs a thumb into his vest before going on "You see, I can get you a lot more out of these vehicles than you probably can. I've got plenty of contacts and if you'd let me use those up till they run dry, which would let you not worry about the fuel situation, then you get a chunk of my profits and some supplies from those willing to help against the Hangdogs."

Andrea ponders for a few moments, this man is a stranger but with the Expedition stretched thin as it is having an ally who knows the locals would be an excellent asset. She knows they'll need every single Brother for the war against the Hangdogs, let alone what comes after. "If we win." she mutters under her breath.

Her eyes flick up inside her helmet to Dan before she says "You can use these vehicles, but you will need to have an escort of some of my Brothers, to keep you honest. I'm sure you understand." Andrea was sure Dan's grin couldn't get wider, but it does as his hands turn into finger guns aimed in her direction as he proudly announces "Dan Rivers will keep you afloat, my personal guarantee!"*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**Little strange, but he could be useful.*** Gets the National Spirit File:Gears.png *“Dan Rivers At Your Service”* for 60 days

Dan Rivers At Your Service icon**Dan Rivers At Your Service**

* Consumer Goods Factories: **−3%**
* ```
caps_income_modifier = 0.07
```

 id### Sacred Bottles

*"Steak sauce?" Andrea asks, raising an eyebrow inside her helmet.

Dan nods and goes on "Yes ma'am, the people living in that building worship the "sacred bottles", have done so for centuries now." Andrea stares at him, speechless.

Elrick asks in an exasperated tone "Can't they just take the bottles with them? They can set up some shrine in the new houses they'll be staying in."

Dan shakes his head and taps the map with a finger "I know these people Proctor, the bottles are behind glass up on raised platforms, it's some sort of pre war display. Taking them down from their current locations would be blasphemy to them."

Andrea places a hand up to her helmet to think, this isn't that big of an issue but it seems to have Dan riled up, and Elrick is as unconcerned about anyone else as usual. While the Proctor's decision will overrule anything the trader says Dan will keep arguing for this if he thinks it's the right thing to do. That will waste time, as strange as this is it's not something she wants the two dwelling on.

So, she makes the decision for them.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**"Don't move them, we can work around them."*** Gain **2%** Stability Stability

**"Move them, we need the space."*** [Scope]**Walsh** (208):
	+ Add **1**  building slot

 id### A Man of Science

*Proctor George Elrick, an older scribe who'd been sent with the expedition with the goal of categorizing, sorting, and studying the wealth of tech located in Denver. As the Denver mission was a complete failure, he had been relegated to being the Chapter quartermaster; this was not a role he enjoyed and he was often either crabby, distracted, or distractedly crabby.

Though as he focused in on the dark red glow of the Doki terminal, Andrea sensed a hint of...happiness. This had been the first chance he'd had to study something more advanced than a laser pistol, and study over it he did. He barely even noticed Andrea enter untill she spoke, at which point he stood up a bit straighter, clearing his throat and motioning down at the terminal, rubbing his beard with a free hand.

"Good Morning, Paladin Commander. This...terminal is incredibly unique. It's been modified many times over, especially in the RAM and CPU department. We could use it for calculations related to research, or production, but there is one issue..."

"Yes, Proctor?"

He shifted his shoulders a bit, letting out a somber huff. "Something about that little AI was important to how it works, now that she's gone, I don't expect the computer has a long lifespan. It'll be overheated junk before long."

An impasse, it seems. What to do with this little terminal?*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**Give it to the Scribes.*** Gets the National Spirit  *“Doki Doki Scientific Nomenclature Club”* for 80 days

**Doki Doki Scientific Nomenclature Club**

* Research Speed: **+7%**

**Give it to the Manufactories.*** Gets the National Spirit File:Gears.png *“Doki Doki Heavy Industry Club”* for 80 days

Doki Doki Heavy Industry Club icon**Doki Doki Heavy Industry Club**

* £prod\_eff Production Efficiency growth: **+5%**
* £prod\_eff\_cap Production Efficiency Cap: **+10%**

 id### Warden's Location

*"A map? Of all the sites used by the WARDEN AI?" Andrea asks as she takes in the information on the terminal screen. It certainly looked like one, with several bright spots highlighted across the city.

Elrick nods, voice tinged with excitement as he explains "Yes! The sites we've found all point towards a central location. I need to visit these three in particular-" His finger taps the screen on the spots "Site B", "Site C", and "Site D" "to find what I hypothesis will be "Site A", where the WARDEN is actually housed."

Andrea will consider for a moment then asks "What do you hope to accomplish by finding WARDEN? These pre war AI tend to be dangerous Proctor, not to be taken lightly."

Elrick's face breaks into a weary smile before says with confidence "I will be very careful Elder, I haven't waited this long to mess up here and now."

Andrea studies her subordinates face, he almost seems like a new man with the turn of fate he's experienced. They've all been granted a second chance, to do what they came all this way to accomplish. With a few pats on the man's shoulder she stands up to her full height before saying "Very well Proctor Elrick, I hope to hear of your success soon."

Stomping towards the door in her armored boots she takes a moment to glance back towards Elrick, seeing him typing away at his terminal once again with complete focus. Shaking her head in wonder she steps through and closes the door behind her.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**We needed this victory, all of us.**
(Nothing)

 id### The New Denver

*"Slow down Dan." Andrea nearly pleads with the trader, the moment she got within earshot Rivers had talked like he was more machine than man. He had only taken a breath once in the past minute, explaining all his "Rejuvenation" projects.

His always present smile only widens as he says "Sorry but there's just so much to do!" Reaching down and taking a canteen from his vest pocket he takes a swig before going on "Denver in the hands of your people is a good start but now you need to make it yours, not just ruling over this scrap pile but making it something worth holding beyond the salvage."

Andrea holds up a hand and says "I understand you have plans but I can't allow certain salvage to just be taken by anyone who finds it, we're the Brotherhood, we protect humanity from the dangers of technology."

Dan waves the flask in a dismissive gesture as he says "Yes yes, I know who I signed up with. I'm not talking about that, like I said this city needs to be a city again, not just some scrap heap that everyone is fighting over. You and your people can do that, you have the know how. How to make the factories run again, the streets safe, and how to keep the lights on. You don't want or need scavengers and raiders picking through the rubble, you need jobs that the people here can work."

Andrea goes to say something back but before she can Dan points an almost accusing finger in her direction before interrupting her "You want the Brotherhood here to last? You need to have a strong capital, you need the people to want you around. Give them this city, this stability, and you'll be immovable."

The pointing finger turns to a fist that he raises high before he announces in a grandiose tone "Denver will be "The Jewel Of Colorado", known throughout the wasteland, along with the might of The Brotherhood of Steel!"*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**Restoring a City*** Trigger country event *“Civilian Representation”*

 id### Civilian Representation

*Andrea waits a few moments to see if Dan has any more, but as he seems to have finally run out of words she asks "I can see your point Mr Rivers. We already have plans to restore certain sections of the city for our own use, but I believe what you propose goes beyond our means."

Dan sighs and lowers his fist as he says "I know. It's not something I expect to happen in the next few years, it could take decades." He takes another swig and goes on "But it's something that can be achieved with the right effort, and I'm willing to work for it if you'll have me. The Brotherhood can keep all the fancy tech if you can keep Colorado safe. Don't hide away from the world, and help the people here."

Inside her helmet Andrea ponders his final words for a moment before placing a hand on Dan's shoulder. "Very well Dan, you've been a help before and I believe you'll be a help still. I think your input will be needed in the coming months and years." Andrea says

The trader's smile gets ever wider as he makes finger guns for a moment, catches himself and does his best salute before saying "Keeping you afloat, as promised."*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**Voice of the people**
(Nothing)

 id### Elder Brixley

*"It is my great honor to accept the role of Elder." Andrea announced to the gathered Brothers before her. The ceremony was taking place inside a room usually set aside for strategy meetings.

"I promise to lead this newly formed Chapter with all my strength and wisdom. I will not allow the tragedies of the past define us. Our victories have proven this fact. Colorado will know the might of the Brotherhood forever more!" as Andrea shouts these last words she raises her fist high into the air.

Not the traditional Elder induction speech but the reaction was instant, the gathered Brothers raises fists high with cheers and shouts of affirmation in response to her words.

Andrea can feel the smile forming on her face, the pride swelling in her chest. They had trusted her, she couldn't ask for better Brothers to lead.

At the back of the room one of the doors leading in opened, and a Knight stumbled through. "Elder!" they shouted, barely audible over the celebratory shouts. Raising a hand for silence Andrea beckoned the Knight forward from behind the crown, "What is it Knight?"*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**A Terrifying Report*** Trigger country event *“The Monster From The South”*

 id### The Monster From The South

*"When the first team failed to report back we assumed they had run into trouble, Knight Outsider took a team south to see if he could find out what happened." The Knight explains.

Andrea had the room cleared of all but the most senior Brothers, her hands on either side of the map they had brought out to help visualize what was being explained.

"That's when they encountered this force?" Andrea asks as she taps on the map. "Yes Elder, Outsider says he hasn't seen a force of tribals that act this way. Well organised and in great numbers, all with matching armor. An army, is how he described it, not some raiding party."

Andrea leans back and puts a hand to her chin. Another challenger for the dominance of Colorado, so soon after the Hangdogs. "We haven't had the time to secure our position here, but it's not like we have a choice." she thinks to herself, glancing back up towards the gathered Paladins and Knights.

"So be it. We shall face this threat with all our strength. Send these barbarians back to their huts and show them this is our land. Ad Victoriam!" Andrea announces to her Brothers, who take up her cry.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**The Strength Of Our Brotherhood Will Prevail**
(Nothing)

 id### Denver Union Station - Platforms

*The Hangdogs had attacked in numbers, first a wave of dynamite throwing followed by a massed charge supported by their hounds. Andrea was lucky enough to be in her armor when the attack came, and inside the station itself, but the Brothers who had been outside on the open air platforms were disoriented and overwhelmed before being torn to pieces. In some cases literally, with the massive hounds pulling or holding down men and women in their armor while the raiders went to work, cracking open the shells and butchering the new threat to their city-wide dominance.

Scattered about the battle scarred platforms are bodies, or pieces of them. Andrea can see at least two dozen power armored figures. Some are trapped under pieces of the station that fell on their bodies, but the rest are propped up in varius positions of sitting or standing.

Scrawled on their armor are symbols of the Hangdogs, howling men and dogs crudely drawn but recognizable. "A sign to any who came through here, that this was their doing." Andrea thinks to herself, teeth grinding together as her fury reaches a peak.

She wasn't sure if they would find their fallen Brothers here, of if they would have to scour the city for their holotags. The second option would have been preferable to this sight.

"Collect them, all of them. Scrape those fucking drawings off their armor and try to identify them. Third squad with me, we're going into the station." Andrea orders, before stomping towards the entrance of the Union Station. If there was any question about it before this settled it. There would be no trace of the Hangdogs left in Colorado when they claimed it. "I won't allow them to get away with any of this." Andrea fumes to herself.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**A Desperate Defense*** Trigger country event *“Denver Union Station - Station Interior”*

 id### Denver Union Station - Station Interior

*The grand and ornate doors of the station were in poor condition when the Expedition had arrived, and they didn't keep out the Hangdogs for long. Stepping over the rubble strewn entrance Andrea sweeps the inside with her weapon, the squad moving in behind her. She remembers the panic when the explosions started, the rush to join the fight outside, the shocking speed of the raiders as they reached the building entrances and windows before most the Brotherhood had reacted.

Andrea had only unslung her rifle when another volley of dynamite was thrown into the station itself. Not particulary deadly to those in powered armor, but those without the protective shell were blasted away or to pieces. Calling out for the Brothers around her to return fire she had pushed forward, using the the bulk of her armor to shield those behind her.

Andrea pauses in her recollection to crouch down and retrieve a drained micro fusion cell from the ground, holding it between her fingers. For all the firepower they could bring to bear, even as unorganized as they were, it wasn't enough. The Brothers around her had opened up with everything they had, laser, plasma, even some explosive weapons thrown or launched from weapons.

Sheer ferocity had won out over them, as Andrea and the others in armor around her had tried to shield the wounded, the howling raiders had pushed into the station with their hounds. It took only a few moments of frantic firing for the desperate defense to turn into a brawl.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**The Retreat*** Trigger country event *“Denver Union Station - The Retreat”*

 id### Denver Union Station - The Retreat

*Clenching the microfusion cell in her hand Andrea can almost see flashes of the fight before her eyes. The scribe behind her, Nathan, had been hit with shrapnel during the initial volley. Andrea's weapon was out of ammo but as she hit the eject on her current cell four men were on her, trying to topple her with their weight and momentum. The laser rifle was knocked out of her grip while she struggled to stay standing.

Shouting in anger she had punched the first one in his screaming face, the armored gauntlet slamming into his mouth and sending them spinning with a broken jaw. Pushing and lashing out at the other three she had heard, even through the roar of combat around her, the screams from Nathan. With another shove which sent her attackers staggering away she had glanced back to the scribe on the ground. One of the hounds had him by the throat as he struggled to fight it off, before with a loud sickening crunch his neck was snapped.

Adrenaline pumping through her body she had kicked the dog away, sending it skittering with a yelp. All around her the screams of the fighting, the wounded, and the dying drowned out all but one voice. Elder Cameron using his suits speakers to shout out an order that made Andrea's hot blood run ice cold. "RETREAT!" was the order she heard, and the Brothers who could started to follow their leader out of the station, shooting, hacking, punching, kicking, doing whatever they could to carve a path.

Andrea shakes her head back and forth to clear it before glancing down to the microfusion cell. Opening her hand she sees her hand unconsciously clenched and has crushed the outer casing, she drops it to the floor where she had left it all those months ago. They had taken their revenge, for everyone they lost. This would be their main base in Denver again, to erase the history of failure here they won't fall again. Her plan had worked and she must lead her Brothers to complete their original mission.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**Colorado will be ours.**
(Nothing)

 id### The Other Expedition East

*Andrea, Elrick, and Outsider trudged quietly between the canyon walls. Outsider took up the lead, as he'd walked this path a half dozen times already, he was relaxed to the point of annoying Andrea, who clutched her rifle sternly, scanning their surroundings for the upteenth time.

Proctor Elrick lagged behind; expending half of his breath complaining about the fact that he had to make such a journey in the first place. "I don't see why you couldn't ask any other scribe to come along on this..."

Outsider chuckled, perching on a rock in a mocking triumph while glancing back at the scribe. "'Cause you're smart, and you could use the exercise!"

Elrick simply grumbled a curse in retort, taking another long swig from one of his six canteens.

Her patience shortening, Andrea finally spoke. "How close are we to this...discovery, of you-"

She was cut short as they crested the ridge and saw it. Before them stood the massive skeletal remains of an airship, draped with tattered canvas and the ruined remains of Brotherhood insignias.

Nearly a century ago the Lost Hills chapter sent a minority group of the Brotherhood east to investigate the remaining mutant threat, fleeing after The Master's defeat. No word was ever received in the west of their fate, but this wreck seems to be the gravemarker for the expedition.

Judging by one of the terminals Elrick had recovered from the wreck (damn durable things, they are) indicate that after arrival, brotherhood forces occupied a nearby AFB and attempted to use it as a headquarters. They seem to have abandoned the Airbase, aswell, but they left behind a lot of working aerial technology that we can repurpose for ourselves.*

This event happens *only once* during a campaign.

**Establish a basecamp nearby.*** Add production of **6** (unrecognized string "metal" for Template:Icon) Scrap Metal to **Mars Valley** (112)
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