A little pigeon perched on a brench of one of the biggest in Temple, in his paw a little letter was tied. One of the elders of the tribe took it and grouped all the people to read it to all the presents loud and clear:" Dear Tribal brothers:
I finally reached my destination, I'm in the town called BH and I'm writting this letter in my new "room" that inhabitants of here gave me to stay. A room is like my tent , but i can t make a campfire or some other necesary things, but is something.
The travel was not easy, when i departed from temple i walked for 5 days to arrive here, at the begining i met some bandit who i made run using my rocks and my skills as thrower, but the more north i went, more dangerous was all. When i finally arrived to Broken Hills City i was tired, hungry and dirty i found the city thants to its lights inthe middle of a dark night scaping from a raiders called "Rogues".
I arrived when the Sun begun to shine, and there someone was waiting for me... a Super mutant.
Must recognize i was little affraid on the first moment, but after some intense seconds that mutant changed his expression and started to talk me friendly.
He showed me the city and the most important part of it, at least for him, a place called “Bar”. If i m not wrong and understand him: A bar is some kind of place where you can go and tell stories, get fun or dance... is like our holy fire but not a sacred place. Maybe some day i should go that “Bar”
And thats all for now, i will stay in this city and learning all I can from our friends.
Hope all going nice in Temple, for the Tribe!”
The elder stop ended the letter and all the tribals go back to their activities satisfaied for what they heared.