As you trudge through the scorching mid-day sun towards the safehouse ahead, your thoughts are suddenly interrupted by a heavy thud soon followed by another. The sound is familiar to you at this point, deathclaw. And from the sound, it's a whole pack. Suddenly you see it. You wonder for a moment if it's just the heat as before you stands a massive deathclaw, oddly pale, looking like he's cleaned out the entire area's worth of brahmin judging by his gargantuan gut. Hey ya! You lost, traveler?