Travelling the scarred remains of the old earth, survivors come across a vast array of allies and enemies in all shapes and sizes. Self-aware detective synths. Murderous colonial mayors. Super mutants in search of dubious milk. All these and more are allies to befriend in the wasteland.

Got a problem? Need a clue? Need to check out suspects and investigate? Nick Valentine is your man. Or rather, your synth. An incredibly rare prototype synth designed to be the bridge between generations, Nick finally ended up programmed with the memories of a Pre-War detective. Most people see only his folksy charm and old-style speech on the streets of Diamond City. But out in the wasteland hes quick on the draw and dogged in his determination to get the job done.

Someone broken the law or hurting ghouls? Need someone punished for it? John Hancocks your man. Or rather, your ghoul. While the Mayor of Goodneighbour might have a harsh streak, theres method to his madness. Seeking to a lawless wasteland is always a hard job, and Hancocks happy to oblige. Knife in one hand, gun in the other he makes sure that everyone he comes across agrees to sign on the dotted line. That, or they arent around to disagree for long.

Someone needs to be beaten into pulp? Need a huge, mean, green companion to sort out your enemies? Strong is your man. Or rather, your Super Mutant. Shakespeare can be interpreted many different ways, but its fair to say no one, ever, in the history of the wasteland, has understood it quite like Strong. After a misunderstanding of epic proportions, this confused but deadly mutant is after the Milk of Human Kindness, which he is convinced will give him the strength that makes humans so successful. His thoughts may be misguided, but his aim isnt. The super mutant lives up to his name, grinding enemies to dust and being a stable platform for heavy weapons. A mutant by any other name would smell as bad, but wou