𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖆 𝖙𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖉, 𝖔𝖍 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖘 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖇𝖑𝖊.
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞.

"War. War never changes.
The end of the world occurred pretty much as we had predicted. Too many humans, not enough space or
resources to go around. The details are trivial and pointless, the reasons, as always, purely human ones.
The earth was nearly wiped clean of life.

A great cleansing, an atomic spark struck by human hands, quickly raged out of control. Spears of
nuclear fire rained from the skies. Continents were swallowed in flames and fell beneath the boiling
oceans. Humanity was almost extinguished, their spirits becoming
part of the background radiation that blanketed the earth.

A quiet darkness fell across the planet, lasting many years. Few survived the devastation. Some had
been fortunate enough to reach safety, taking shelter in great underground Vaults. When the great
darkness passed, these Vaults opened, and their inhabitants emerged to begin their lives again.

One of the northern tribes claims they are descended from one such Vault. They hold that their founder
and ancestor, one known as the "Vault Dweller," once saved the world from a great evil. According to
their legend, this evil arose in the far south. It corrupted all it touched, twisting men inside, turning them
into beasts. Only through the bravery of this Vault Dweller was the evil destroyed.

But in so doing, he lost many of his friends and suffered greatly, sacrificing much of himself to save the
world. When at last he returned to the home he had fought so hard to protect, he was cast out. Exiled. In
confronting that which they feared, he had become something else in their eyes...and no longer their
champion.

Forsaken by his people, he strode into the wasteland. He traveled far to the north, until he came to the
great canyons. There, he founded a small village, Arroyo, where he lived out the rest of his years. And
so, for a generation since its founding, Arroyo has lived in peace, its canyons sheltering it from the
outside world. It is home. Your home.

But the scars left by the war have not yet healed. And the Earth has not forgotten."