Fortune Finder Fallout 4 Novels & Stories

“We don’t even know what he wants!” Just then, one of our scouts bursts into the room, panting heavily. “Your Majesties, we found something!” Arnold and I rush to the scout, our hearts pounding with a mix of hope and fear. “What is it?” I ask urgently. “Did you find Hazel?” “Not exactly.” The scout replies, holding out a piece of paper. “But we found this. It’s a note from Hunter.” Arnold snatches the paper and reads it aloud. “Ethan, Arnold, I know that you are here. And if you ever want to see Hazel again, come to the old fortress in the Black Woods. Alone. No guards, no tricks. I’ll be waiting.”

I'll let you know once I've found his location. I sigh a breath of relief as I disconnect our Mindlink. Not only is Hunter my second in command, but he's also a skilled hacker. I know it won't take long for him to figure out where Darius is. In the meantime, I deploy one of our teams to be close for when we find a location. Thankfully I don't have to wait long, as Hunter contacts me a few short minutes later. 'I found him. It looks like they made an emergency landing outside of Beckin Forest. It's just a few hours away.'

" ... Twenty minutes later, fighter jet Aledandra soared into the sky, heading swiftly towards the Pacifara Bay where the Lord of War carrier awaited. "Your Lordship, the data's badly corrupted, we can't get it all back quickly, but... take a look at this!" In the dim light of the cockpit, Juno, with sweat on his brow, worked his magic on the keyboard. The screen flickered, revealing broken fragments of images that might just hold the key to everything. The monitor displayed eight jade amulet designs, each marking a distinct location on the world map. One lay hidden beneath the earth in the remote northwest of Wyverna, right where Pearson town's mines dug deep.

“This is the fifth place we have been too. How many more little fucking hiding places does your sister have?” I signed and walked towards a fallen tree that was being propped up by neighbouring timber. Lifting my nose to the air, I inhaled deeply, hoping to detect her scent, but there was nothing. Just like the other places we had visited. They were all cold and absent of any signs of her entity. Where the hell was she? I ducked underneath the wide old rotting oak and made my way through the clearing to a shallow stream that rippled underneath the moonlight. This place was picturesque, even in the night’s sky and so far from the sort of place I imagined Tia visiting, but it was yet another d

The resolution was so clear he could see the woodpile he’d spent all Tuesday stacking. "He isn't looking for a person anymore," the traveler whispered, leaning in. "He’s looking for the place. He says he knows the 'energy' of the person is there. Total nutjob. But he’s paying a million-dollar finder's f*e to anyone who can verify this specific coordinate." Rafferty’s stomach bottomed out. The air in the bar suddenly felt like lead. He looked at the satellite image, the 'Eye in the Sky' that had found him while he was busy painting his little horizons.

So she increased the volume and adjusted the antenna until we heard a clearer sound. “All bounty hunters, take note! All bounty hunters, take note. The target has been found. He was spotted in a cabin about 2 kilometers west of the muster point, near a brook. The location on the map has been posted online. All parties should head to the location ASAP. This channel will remain open. If anyone captures him, alert us on this channel.” the voice spoke on this side of the walkie talkie. My insides knotted as I heard those words. I knew it wasn’t over.

"It's the last known address of one Michelle Conners, née Michelle Kimberley...." Charlotte inhales, her breath juddering... ".... It's a few years old," continues Michael. "The police lost track of her, but it gives us somewhere to start. I thought we might go in the New Year; visit the area, see what we can find." Those emerald eyes turn brilliant with tears. "Oh, Michael...." James cracks a short, delighted laugh, snatching his paper hat off and tossing it into the flames. Opportunity seized? "Well, that trumped my card." His previous irritation has vanished. "Congratulations, Michael. Very nicely done. How on earth did you find the information for Charlotte's mother?"

The three of us waved to everyone who is expecting us to bring home the victory, which we definitely will. “We all know the plan and all we have to do is execute it.” Quinn and Rendall nodded as a response to what I said and we turned our backs and started walking. “Domlur is three forests away so I think we need to make a stop at the first forest for replenishments and sleep,” Quinn said as she knows the first forest will have different fruits and vegetables, even meat from fishes and some deer. After an hour of walking, we finally reached the entrance of Felom, which is the first forest Quinn is talking about. Tall oak trees welcomed us and butterflies swung around freely. The forest has a

“Bring me the map.” A large map was unrolled across the table. He pointed toward the northern mountains. “The pass divides here.” His finger moved across the parchment. “There are abandoned forts.” He tapped another area. “Old tunnels.” Then another. “Caves. And forests dense enough to hide an army.” He looked at every commander in turn. “If Lucian is alive… he’ll be somewhere here.” Hope flickered inside me for the first time since returning. It wasn’t much. But it was enough. I now had somewhere to begin.

Sometimes my spirit dies, but if you connect me to the fire pit, my wolf comes alive. A territory map and a tracking crystal. I held the crystal, so I needed to locate the master map. The machine’s central console began to glow, its navigation runes shifting until they pointed to a high jewelry forge in the nearby settlement. I tapped the crystal to link with the forge, and an elder female wolf answered the call. "Speak, wolf," her deep voice rumbled. "I am Johnson Whitmoor, and my circle directed me to—" "Ah, the Whitmoor mate. Your naming-day treasures are forged and ready for pick-up."