Today I had to collect a large cache of soap for Bethesda—they are a shady secret society, the real movers and shakers in Appalachia. A greedy bunch but connected well enough to really give an edge to a wastelander like myself. I know where my bread is buttered! Back to the task at hand, I had heard tell of a germophobe hoarder who, in the frantic days leading up to the Great War, while everyone else was hoarding food, weapons, and toilet paper, had apparently decided that personal hygiene and smelling like a spring meadow were his absolute top priorities. Meaning he had a genuine tubload of soap!
More field notes from Appalachia: https://fallout76er.com/#photo=TheTub.webp
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