Player: “Did the thieves identify themselves?”

NPC: “Yes, they said they were Pests. You can say that again!”

Player: “Do you know why they wanted your Radiation Suits?”

NPC: “No, but they kept saying, “Blessed be the irradiated.””

Player: “What do we need to know about this Radroad Queen?”

NPC: “She sends the others into a frenzy. If you kill her, we should be able to round up the rest.”

Player: “…”

NPC: “Superlative, we’re saved! Are any of those scoundrels still around? They called themselves Pests, servants of Pestilence, and kept saying “Blessed be the irradiated.” Pestilence. Pests. It clearly didn’t take them long to think of a name. At any rate, have you killed the Radroach Queen yet?”

Player: “No, she’s still somewhere in the building.”

NPC: “Egads! We can’t herd the rest into their cages while she’s still around.”

Player: “Yes, we took care of her.”

NPC: “Wonderful! We’ll be able to herd the rest into their cages now.”

Player: “Never mind that. What’s this about Pestilence? Isn’t that one of the Four Horsemen?”

NPC: “Of the Apocalypse, yes. I’d guess that someone has taken its name and recruited followers.”

Player: “The Plagued or the Contagion would have been a much better name.”

NPC: “Exactly! A name that strikes fear. A name with gravitas!”