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“Huh. You're new. Looking to dispose of some brain cells? Or was there something else that brought you to my lovely establishment?”
Molly is a member of the Raiders residing in the Crater.
Background[]
Molly lived in South Boston before the Great War, which she describes as a rough neighborhood. She saw military blockades, trigger-happy policemen and, looming over everything else, crime lord Eddie Winter. She much prefers pouring drinks for the Raiders in Appalachia to her past life.[1]
When she arrived in Appalachia, she was one of three bartenders. Pretty Pete served alcohol and Lex served chems. However, both died early on, leaving Molly the only bartender. She now refuses to drink any kind of alcohol or take any chems.[2]
Interactions with the player character[]
Interactions overview[]
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This character is a vendor. |
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This character is involved in quests. | |
Quests[]
From Russia With Lev - Dependent on one's behaviour towards her, Molly can be bribed with either 300 or 500 caps to reveal the snitch, since she overheard the conversation with Lev before he fled the Crater.
Other interactions[]
- Should the player have not discovered The Wayward asking if she had heard anything interesting can mark it on the player map.
Notable quotes[]
- "Heard a rumor some other bar opened up down by Flatwoods: "The Wayward." Drinks are supposed to be awful and I don't think they even serve chems. What's the point?"
- "You looking to hurt something? There's a robotic cop down in Watoga that apparently pays real caps for giving "squatters" an eviction from this mortal coil."
- "Couple of bleeding-hearts rolled through here the other day, looking for recruits to help clean up one of the nearby lakes. You can imagine how well that went. I actually think that might be them on the hooks up there."
- "Visited Hemlock Holes yet? Someone was saying they got the best meal of their life up there. I'm pretty sure they weren't talking about cannibalism, but these days, you really can't know, can ya?"
- "The Southern Belle Motel over in Berkeley Springs is supposed to be a blast. Literally. Bomb-squad bot set up shop there. If you don't have a major attachment to your digits, I say go check it out."
- "Big game hunting your speed? One of the scouts found a terminal over in The Mire that sniffs 'em out, apparently. Can test your mettle against something no loving God would create."
- "If you're bored, I guess you could wander over to Foundation. Then you can see what real boredom looks like."
- "Worried? Pfft. Hardly. Sure, I lock my cap stash up at night, but these folks are pussycats compared to the ones I grew up around. South Boston, before the bombs, real bad. Military blockades, trigger-happy cops, and looming over it all, the monster himself. Eddie. Winter. Nah, I'll pour drinks for these troublemakers any day of the week over that life again."
- "Process of elimination. There were three of us in the inebriation business when we first set up - me, Pretty Pete, and Lex. Pete poured, Lex slung chems. But Appalachia ... seems it was just too much for them. Lex tragically OD'ed on her own stash not long after we arrived. Pete was so distraught, he got wasted and wandered right into one of those big bat fissures. Now, I don't touch the stuff. My own little sacrifice. A reminder of the ones it took to get me my monopoly."
Inventory[]
| Apparel | Weapon | Other items | On death |
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| Wasteland trapper hat Random raider outfit |
Stimpak x1 |
Appearances[]
Molly appears in Fallout 76, introduced in the Wastelanders update.
References[]
- ↑ A Vault Dweller: "Pouring drinks for bandits seems like a fast way to get yourself killed. You aren't worried for your own safety?"
Molly: "Worried? Pfft. Hardly. Sure, I lock my cap stash up at night, but these folks are pussycats compared to the ones I grew up around. South Boston, before the bombs, real bad. Military blockades, trigger-happy cops, and looming over it all, the monster himself. Eddie. Winter. Nah, I'll pour drinks for these troublemakers any day of the week over that life again."
(Molly's dialogue) - ↑ A Vault Dweller: How'd you end up tending bar in Crater?"
Molly: "Process of elimination. There were three of us in the inebriation business when we first set up - me, Pretty Pete, and Lex. Pete poured, Lex slung chems. But Appalachia ... seems it was just too much for them. Lex tragically OD'ed on her own stash not long after we arrived. Pete was so distraught, he got wasted and wandered right into one of those big bat fissures. Now, I don't touch the stuff. My own little sacrifice. A reminder of the ones it took to get me my monopoly."
(Molly's dialogue)
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