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>You're that courier who's caused so much trouble for my Legion, and yet you dare come before me.

>Easy Pete, my most reliable informant in the west massacred by the Powder Gangers, now my FrumentariI will have to work double as hard to sow dissent

>The ants I sent to the I-15 are dead. Years of insect taming - wasted.

>You bought the Courier's Stash. Years of game balance and early game economy tuning, wasted.

>The snowglobes I meticulously laid out across the Mojave for environmental storytelling are nowhere to be found.

>My attack on Snuffles, rendered pointless. Now he stands as a beacon of hope to the NCR quarry workers.

>Oliver Swanick, my greatest Powergangertarii - slain by your hand.

>You disrupted a promising banking deal with No-Bark Noonan, who held the Legion's entire payroll in the trust that none would learn how to play Caravan.

>So tell me this, because I really want to know. I am feared - with good reason.

>But you - of all people - dare to come here and stand before me, the mighty Caesar. What were you thinking?