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Ambushes. Road traps. Raiders. Robbers. Road jockies. The threats of the Commonwealth grow with each day, but for some, a safe Sanctuary. Lights
shine in the distance - running water and electricity. A safe heaven,
tough walls. A bridge - rickety, yet strong and sturdy. Trekked across
for miles and miles. Soles of boots, worn out, just to make the journey.
At night, a raider's worst nightmare. At day, trader's come and pay.

The town of Sanctuary has become a safe haven, through the works of one
lone individual from Vault 111 - their whereabouts now currently
unknown, but one thing is known - Their actions have forever changed The
Commonwealth.