

I left The Witcher 3 in as settled a state as possible, and I made my way back to the West Virginia wilds. Besides, new content was new content, Brotherhood of Steel or no, and double XP made things more palatable. My solo character, Bianca, sat just shy of level 60, and we had had some good times together in the recent past, what with me finally paying some attention to the game’s perk system and turning her into a melee weapon whiz. That said, my own steely exterior couldn’t pass up Fallout 76’s final double XP weekend of 2020. So in thinking about the choice to fight monsters with the handsomely wry Geralt or trounce around a battled and bruised West Virginia with a bunch of pseudo-religious-techno zealots, well…Geralt was the clear winner. As far as Fallout lore goes, I’m not the world’s biggest fan of Steel Dawn’s central characters – the Brotherhood of Steel. I was interested in it, sure, but not overly so.

At the time, the release of Fallout 76’s latest expansion, “Steel Dawn,” was just a few weeks away.

When I decided to bid adieu to roaming Fallout 76’s Appalachian wilderness last November in order to spend more quality time with Geralt of Rivia, I didn’t really think much about returning to the wastes.
