Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190723001543/@comment-5583506-20190821133559

"The stability of our entire order was built upon trust. Trust, comraderie and the various skills each individual possesses. Everyone in the order knows each other in some way or another. We are like a big family. A family that grows thinner with each passing year. There was a time when we had an agent installed in almost every settlement throughout the Wastelands. They would of course be undercover, get to know the civilians, live and learn, report back to the headquarters if there were any changes made."

She made a short pause.

"Eventually throughout the years someone would see the potential in one or more individuals living there, and deem them as not only talented but extremely trustworthy, and thus approach them with the truth and an offer. But as you can imagine, just because you are talented and trustworthy doesn't necessarily make you want to join an order. So the recruitment process is slow, but produces loyal members. Now there is little less than half of us left. If we were to somehow change the recruitment process we would surely get new blood, but all it takes is for one bad egg to exploit that trust and bring us all to ruin. They could sell crucial information about points of interest, endangering the people living there. They could warn Raider leaders and crime bosses about them being marks. They could give away the locations of our headquarters. It is not paranoid thinking to be overly cautious, considering that it has happened before. Overseer Ridgemont had to usurp and kill the previous Overseer, a man named Hannibal Creed, after finding out he was paid by syndicates to systematically kill us off from the inside, and having leaked information about a settlement in Montana for Raiders to claim. Hundreds died."