[Center][B]"I'm sorry... What?"[/B][/Center]

Freya had responded while being somewhat confused. According to those raiders, this ghoul was supposed to be dead. But instead, it stood up, and started talking in a manner that seemed like some sort of tongue-twister. She'd seen ghouls before, that certainly wasn't the issue here. The implications had simply left her unable to grasp how the pony was standing unless it had some sort of goddess looking over 'em. Or, more reasonably, maybe those raiders just didn't hit the poor thing hard enough.

"Confused, are you?" The ghoul questioned, blinking it's brown eyes at the duo. It observed them curiously, a smile creeping onto it's face. "Surprised to see Hound and Equine working as single force. Even since joining the NCR, Hounds not respected by many. Sad."

"We manage." Romt replied, pushing the topic aside quickly, as he wasn't exactly interested in talking about it. "Such things aren't a concern as of now, though... How bad is your head injury?" He questioned, unsure of the ghoul's condition. It seemed fine, but with the way it was talking, there were no certainties. 

The ghoul seemed to glance back, trying to see the back of it's own head. "Unsure. Enough force to knock out, certainly." He turned, staring down at the spot he had risen from. "Wound certainly damaging, but not fatal. Will live." As the ghoul spoke, Romt and Freya both stared at the injury on the back of it's head. It seemed like the hammer pierced and found it's way inside his skull before he passed out; The wound seemed rather dangerous even if the ghoul was acting like nothing was terribly wrong.

"I'm not a doctor, but that looks pretty bad. Are you feeling alright?" Freya questioned.

"Feeling fine, I am. Headache apparent, but nothing uncommon." The ghoul replied, turning back to face them. "Not a doctor, of course. Details unobtainable without professional opinion. Worried I am not, however. Awake and alert, I remain."

"Even if that's true, it wouldn't hurt for you to get that checked." Romt said, slowly approaching the ghoul. "We're heading towards Junction Town. I suggest you come along and meet up with The Followers, to let them at least take a look at you." He suggested.

The ghoul nodded slowly. "Yes, probably for the best. Moving in a group... The best method of travel, it is. No issues joining you and reaching a sanctuary." 

"Good." Romt responded, stopping in front of the ghoul. He extended his hand, offering the weapon he had picked up. Romt had considered keeping it, but figured that the ghoul would be needing it more than him. The temptation wasn't enough to put the ghoul through the risks. "I assume this is yours?"

The ghoul nodded. "Indeed. Appreciate it's return, I do. Holds a lot of memories, it does..." The ghoul said as it took the weapon, finding comfort in having it returned. It seemed to simply be satisfied to have the weapon, not asking questions. At least not yet.

"Well!" Freya said, approaching the duo. "I suppose it'd be best to get introductions out of the way if we'll be traveling together. I'm Freya," She was quick to introduce herself, a friendly smile on her face. Soon after she patted Romt on the back, her smile turning into a grin as she looked up at the hound. "This big guy is Romt. Honestly, he smells, but I think he's alright. " She added, a snicker escaping her. This caused Romt to blink, glancing down at himself and considering what she said. A quiet sniff later he shook off the comment as he thought he smelled fine.

"Gone by more names than one, been called many things. Some more regretful than others." The ghoul said, catching Romt's attention. "Ambrose, was one... Call me that, if you wish. Or anything you see fitting..."

"That's a strange name for a pony." Freya commented.

"Doesn't matter. If that's your name, that's your name." Romt cut in quickly, seeming to hope Freya's comment would just slide by him changing the topic. "I suggest we get moving. After this detour I doubt we'll be reaching Junction Town today, but we could still cover some ground before night."

Ambrose nodded in agreement. "A wise decision, in my opinion. Commence traveling, we shall." The ghoul began trotting past Romt. "Assume you looted the raiders, I shall." 

"There's a saddlebag on the Unicorn you might be interested in taking since you seem to be lacking one... Or was that yours, as well?" Romt questioned, turning and following after the ghoul. Freya wasn't far behind, though was focusing on her wing for the moment. 

"Incorrect." Ambrose replied, soon stopping and glancing down at the dead unicorn. "Stole weapon, yes. Never owned bag. Obtain it, I shall." As the ghoul finished, it was quick to begin removing the unicorn's saddlebag to wear for itself. 

Meanwhile, Romt went and retrieved his shotgun. As he picked up the weapon, he slowly looked it over. "Mhm..." He narrowed his eyes, noting that after a bit of modification and perhaps a repair or two, he'd be able to put it to use. He figured with his strength and the gun's power, it'd be very damaging at close-range against most opponents without being too difficult to control. Sure the weapon could be more awesome, but he wasn't too picky. 

"You are ready to proceed, yes?" Ambrose asked, approaching Romt after managing to put on the unicorn's saddlebag. It was kind of tight, but the price was certainly right. 

"Certainly." Romt answered, looking back at Freya. "You're ready to go too, right?" 

"Eh? Yeah, whenever!" The pegasus replied, nodding quickly. 

Romt, figuring since everypony was ready to get going, they ought to get moving. He began trotting off, the two following as the group now moved as a trio towards Junction Town. Though they had a bit of a situation, everypony came out okay. Everything, for now, was alright. Though Romt knew the Wasteland and it's tricks, figuring that it wouldn't be peaceful for long. Trouble always managed to stir itself up somehow. The only questions that Romt had were about when the trouble would show up, and in what form...

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[I]-Footnote ~ Level Up/Perk Obtained/Karma Changed[/I]

[B]Romt has been promoted to a Good character! His Karma Title has changed to Polite Pup.[/B]

[B]Gun Mutt:[/B] [I]You have grown fond of guns and have more knowledge about them and their mechanics than the average Joe. You gain +5 to your Small Guns and Repair skills.[/I]