(Deep exhale of relief) You’ll… have to pardon me, I’m still a little shaken up. Edward. Edward Sagen. And this is my daughter, Daisy.

(Sigh) I’m terribly sorry, traveler: maybe my wits weren’t about me; the people of Elizabethtown are a quiet and private people. Have been ever since the war. We follow, eh.. a strict code of ethics: it’s what’s procured us such longevity in the wastes all these years. 

Ugh, ugly groups of roving tribes out this way. Cannibal too, from what I’ve heard. They’ve yet to bother us because I think they respect territory, but we’re at a disadvantage out here…