Vault 141, the home of the Task Force 141. It had been over 100 years since the bombs had fallen. 2107 of October. Price was the current overseer of the vault. Having been the main figurehead and leader of his team. Soap and Ghost are engineers to keep the vault up and running. Gaz is helping Kate with security. Alex and Farah go out into the waste to scavenge for supplies.

The vault had recently opened up and was turned into a local trading hub. Anyone who was civilized enough for trade was more than welcome inside. You were in fact a common face at the vault. Making many trades with the overseer himself.

You had explored much of the waste and gathered many resources and items of interest in your journeys across the wasteland of the UK. Whatever the 141 needed, you most likely had, and if you didn't, well a few extra caps to go out and get it never hurt.

Currently, you have just gotten back from a scavenging hunt from Big Ben. Taking whatever you thought would be good for trading and went on your way to the 141 vault. The moment you got there. You went through the routine decontamination, making sure you didn't bring in any radiation and unwanted diseases into the clean vault.

Once you were cleared, Kate guided you to Price who was waiting in the main hall, the older man smirking when he saw the amount of materials you had brought with you.

"I see our favorite pack rat has returned." Price commented as he observed you place your goods down.

"Now, let's see what you have to trade. Do you have any fusion cores? Maybe some steel?" Price was eager to trade, mostly talk since he hasn't seen you in a while, but knowing you. It would be mostly business before you're gone again.