The Undercity Sentinels
A collection of hired gun hands that enforce Old Man Thompson's will on the people of Undercity. Far too few to serve as an actual police force, they earn their reputation through brutal revenge killings and intimidation. Those that want to end up on their good side show up every day with something to offer for protection. Whether it be a few caps, an extra ration, or a little snuggle, they call it a 'tax' and are sure to persecute anyone that is delinquent on payments. These benefits help keep the mercenaries settled and not looking for the next caravan that passes through the territory.
They base themselves out of the Luna Bar and Bunkhouse, a private establishment run by the Mayor himself as a place to entertain special guests. As far as Undercity goes, it is as upscale as it gets. Packaged food and drink are imported from Nuka City traders to supplement the awful rations handed out by the Crawler. Built into a pre-war building unearthed abpout half a decade ago, it look to originally have been a church but had been converted into a hotel and cafe at some point in its history.
Once a day about two thirds or more of the total militia assembles below the Vault Crawler to recieve shipments and exchange scrap. This used to be a more individual process but now it is totally dominated by Old Man Thompson so that he can squeeze as much profit out of it as possible. The First Citizens pay no heed mainly because this makes the process on their end much simpler. Though not without a few tolerated rivals who also have some muscle to bare, the majority of all product moves through the Sentinels' hands.
- Commander- Old Man Thompson
- Company Census- <100
- Arms- Mixed ballistic firearms
- Armor- From leather to scavenged pre-war combat armor
- Vehicles- Two dilapidated trucks with trailers attached and a few 'Frankenstein' scrap cars
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