Rise of the Vultures

Ian "Rust," Vultures

Sunbury, South Broken Delta

January 9, ██34

I gotta say, those guys' "celebrations," though kind of gross at first, have indescribable merits to them. In the six months since joining, our fighting spirit has been rekindled, and the countless "clones" we've created have filled the ranks lost in battle (though they're not really human and aren't that smart, they're good enough to draw enemy fire). Now, our lines are stable, and we're even pushing back against those chumps in Rosetta and Meyer's Market. It's unfortunate Vanessa didn't get to see how spectacular the gang was today. That ghostly Guard Captain ambushed her and... sentenced her to execution? But I will carry on her legacy, and the gang — or should I say, the Vultures — will dominate this wilderness.