There it is, the bridge of death.
That man... looks... oddly familiar.
What are we doing here?
Right.
Can’t tell me.
Can you at least tell me who that is?
That... is the bridge keeper.
I guess I don’t know what I was expecting.
He’s going to ask us three questions.
It’s three questions.
How about I shove my finger in that port of yours and find out if your
a calculator.
What are the three questions?
Don’t know.
What happens if we answer them correctly?
He lets us cross.
And if we don’t?
No idea, but mistakes usually carry a high penalty out here.
So we might die.
Maybe... probably.
How exciting.
... what is wrong with you?
I think that man over there is answering the questions.
We should observe what he does.
Yeah maybe he’ll end up without a pair of pants so you and you can
fire up that little webcam of yours.
... lets go.
...and what is your quest?
To seek the holy GECK.
And what is the average bite pressure of an adult female deathclaw.
I...
I don’t kn...
Rest in peace... chosen one.
Yeah, that figures.
That... shouldn’t be physically possible.
Yeah, well I saw you survive a few hundred foot fall a few days ago, so let’s
not nit pick the details.
You... you can’t seriously be considering this.
Damn right I am.
You’re going to get yourself killed.
Maybe... but that’s better... than the alternative.
What are you going to do if you don’t know the answer.
Wing it, I guess.
Wait.
I can help you.
I have an entire encyclopedia of knowledge on
holodisk stored in this armor.
I also have an excellent memory for
obscure knowledge.
Wow I bet you are just drowning in pussy aren’t you.
Look it’s your call.
But I don’t think your going to get a pass just
because your not the one giving the final answer.
I understand.
Well okay then let’s do this thing.
What are your names?
I’m... known as the Storyteller
Seriously?
Yes.
Your nom de plume is the Storyteller because you...
tell stories?
Yes.
Didn’t really spend to much time on the writer brainstorming that one
huh?
Just answer the man.
My name is...
... but Raul works for now.
What kind of nonsense was that?
Glass houses, Storyteller.
... are yuh done?
Yes.
Ask your second question.
What is your quest?
(physically unable) To f- to f- to ffffff
Ugh... hold on.
Really... no shit?
Oh... wow... thats fucked up dude, good luck.
And you?
... to find... someone I care about.
Could you be more specific?
Why do I have to be more specific?
Dude wants details, you better give him details.
It’s none of your business.
Is it someone you fancy?
Oh shit dude are you one some kind of epic booty call right now?
No we’re just friends!
Well shit guess you were telling the truth.
Well... kind of anticlimactic but whatever.
Just ask the last question.
Fine... no need to be rude.
Well you're going to blowup our heads if we get this wrong so just ask the fucking question, okay?
Right, fair enough.
What... is the airspeed velocity of an unladen
swallow.
African of European swallow.
European.
Well fuck I wasn’t expecting that.
Wait, I have a question for you.
Oh...?
And what is that?
Who’s six feet tall, asks too many questions, and isn’t wearing body armor?
Hmm...
I... oh f--
Guess I just winged it.
That was...
... shall we do this?