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Prologue: Legends

War. War never changes. When atomic fire consumed the earth, those who survived did so in great, underground vaults. When they opened, their inhabitants set out across ruins of the old world to build new societies, establish new villages, forming tribes. As decades passed, what had been the American southwest united beneath the flag of the New California Republic, dedicated to old-world values of democracy and the rule of law. As the Republic grew, so did its needs. Scouts spread east, seeking territory and wealth, in the dry and merciless expanse of the Mojave Desert. They returned with tales of a city untouched by the warheads that had scorched the rest of the world, and a great wall spanning the Colorado River. The NCR mobilized its army and sent it east to occupy the Hoover Dam, and restore it to working condition. But across the Colorado, another society had arisen under a different flag. A vast army of slaves, forged from the conquest of 86 tribes: Caesar's Legion. Four years have passed since the Republic held the Dam - just barely - against the Legion's onslaught. The Legion did not retreat. Across the river, it gathers strength. Campfires burned, training drums beat. Through it all, the New Vegas Strip has stayed open for business under the control of its mysterious overseer, Mr. House, and his army of rehabilitated tribals and police robots.

Many legends exist in the Mojave Wasteland. One is about a giant Cazador, flying at night and feasting upon unsuspecting raiders and settlers. Its expansive wings beat away, creating miniature dust tornadoes and blinding its unfortunate victims. Another story talks of a man in a beige trenchcoat, with a revolver that's claimed many lives, who only appears to those who are luckiest and need it most. One more claim that the Malpais Legate still lives, roaming the Grand Canyon as the Burned Man. There is one more legend, that isn't as widely spoken of, but that doesn't take away from its notoriety. People don't speak of it, for fear that it will attract the Ghost of the Mojave. The Ghost is said to be eight feet tall, and rides on the dust storms of the Mojave. It's incredibly, inhumanly fast, and its accuracy with a gun are impeccable. It fights with swords and knives and hatchets like it were Death itself, coming to claim the souls of the damned and villainous. Stories talk about entire raider camps slaughtered overnight, Legion war parties and NCR patrols found dead and dismembered. Many say it can control animals, and some even say that it can control time itself. Those who have seen it claim it wears old world armor, like a pre-war wraith or a poor unlucky soul who got trapped inside and was never able to get out. But despite the many rumors, all who have seen it in action believe it is a ghost, because it can't be killed. Many have tried, but none have succeeded. Both the NCR and Legion believe that it doesn't exist, and blame the lost squads on the other side. But during the destruction of Nipton, both sides learn how wrong they are. And Lieutenant Carrie Boyd is going to be at the center of that struggle.

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