We found some easy pickins down in the swamp. A bunch of idiot villagers living in the trees.
We've been extorting them for supplies since we returned to Appalachia. They give us food, ammo, chems... whatever. They pose no real threat to us so we keep them alive and scared.
Their "leader" is Jennie Brown, a pacifist and overall pathetic excuse for a human. We couldn't have dreamt up a more spineless coward to keep the goods coming our way.
We take more and more every day. Eventually they'll die off and we'll have ourselves a treehouse to vacation in. In the meantime, they're still useful to us.