“Once upon a time I considered myself to be the king of the scrub-brush! Roaming from Appleuquerque, to Salt Lick City, to Coltorado Springs and everywhere inbetween. A gun for hire, an unpredictable and unstoppable force, I was. I crushed raiders and slavers under hoof, and kept own my homefront safer in the process.

Many a blistering day and freezing night I patrolled up and down this valley, and to the four corners of the wind—ensuring no harm came to my friends, my family, my home.

But, good things never last long in the wasteland. Save a zebra, bring her back to town and see to her wounds? Try to do the right thing in the face of those who still despise our ‘enemies’ from long ago? Hah… You’ll be thrown to the wastes by the angry mob. That’s where heroism and morals get you out here, Zahara.

But, a contract is still a contract and, more importantly, I’m a stallion of my word. I’ll see you safely back to your home in the Mile-High City—I just hope there’s still something for me to return to when all’s said and done.

Goodbye, Dryhoof. I’ll be back one day—stay safe while I’m gone, you’re in the best hooves I could manage…”

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