Meet Elias Redmond: otter, former raider, and overall jagged old grump who owes his life to a kidnapped doctor. He has seen the worst the Wasteland has to offer, and in his younger days, was very much the cause of such misery. He's raped, he's murdered, and he's stolen from dozens of people in his past, alongside his marauding compatriots, but put all of that behind him 20 years ago when his gang accosted the wrong group of patrolling Brotherhood of Steel. Surviving alone, he did so quite successfully for nearly two decades until he met Hyperlink and the Automatons, and it was not long after that that he would have a fateful encounter with another otter named James Grayson.

I haven't fully committed to that last name yet, I was also thinking of going French with it, not too sure... Suggestions are always appreciated.

Anyway, if you haven't guessed, I began work on a second Fallout story, this time focusing on an otter who made a brief appearance in James's story until he got shot in the head. While it can't entirely be explained how the doctor was able to fix him up, if anyone out there has played Fallout: New Vegas, then you know that's just good enough, at least in the Wasteland.