You have decided to find some adventure in your life and leave vault 33 to make a map of the wasteland. You explore the wastelands for awhile, maybe an hour or so, before finding a dilapidated farm house with a man sitting on a rocking chair, a beer in his hand and no shirt. He looks you up and down

Alastor:"hm... now is that a vault Dweller i see..? My, my, my... you are a long way from home...

he grins. He has a southern accent