Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151213185955/@comment-17114085-20151213222207

Reming looked around the stalls of the Trading Post for a map. He had never come to the World Fair before so his Pip-Boy didn't have any marked locations other than the Trading Post, or so he thought. In truth he had almost no idea how the darn thing worked, it was just something he had taken off a dead vault dweller a few years ago. He had only used it to hear the radio when he was alone in the Wasteland. Other than music he hated, it also had news from the radio stations. News was a hard thing to come by in the Wasteland, radios were the best source other than word of mouth.