Builders

A truly magnificent builder that is brining a modern style to the wasteland that has never been seen before.

As the legend goes, the early days of the life of the wasteland builder known simply as Artorious were spent in service of The Brotherhood of Steel.

Before the war there was a thriving hot rodder scene where locals would take their nuclear fusion rides and see how much atomic power they could squeeze out of them to make them faster and louder.

Wandering around the wasteland you may run into a jovial, sweet soul with a very laid back disposition, named only Baked Potatie.

Bubble of Doom is one of Appalachia’s most perplexing mysteries—his past a blank slate, his origins lost to the winds that sweep through the Mire. What little is known paints him as a wandering zealot devoted utterly to the Mothman.

Born just outside of Sutton, WV Kip was an avid camper and outdoorsman before the bombs fell in and around Appalachia. Kip was also a handyman before the fallout, doing odd jobs for friends and neighbors but never finding a true purpose. 

Once a skinny, bullied kid and later a no-nonsense construction superintendent, Chicken Bone survived the Great War by turning his knowledge of building, materials, and failure points into scrappy, hardened strongholds across the wasteland. Refusing to ever be weak again, he sharpened his body and mind into weapons, becoming a lethal, unmovable force in the post-war world.

Cookie Dough arrived in Appalachia a year after The Great War. She was on her own and had to learn the ways of the wasteland.

Cornelius "Otis" Johnson's family business had always been construction, his father built houses, his grandfather built then worked railroads.

There isn't much known about the travelling builder called Daka the Wanderer. Those who have encountered her at length remark about how kind and polite she is.

Darth Xion seems to have a propensity for science and science fiction. Although the name he chooses to go by gives the appearance of danger.

No one really knows who he was before the bombs—some say he was a soldier gone rogue, others a Vault Dweller who saw too much and lost everything that mattered. But in the shattered world of Appalachia, names aren’t given, they’re earned. And his name—Destroyer of Hope—was carved in rust and blood.