Stay back! I can defend myself. Don't you bottom feeding, fuck-head bandits get it? I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING YOU PRICKS WANT!! All I had were my glasses and you mother fuckers made me drop them when you chased me. Leave me alone. I... can't see.
Phillip Wilson was a librarian in the city of Macomb in 2197.
Phillip was the only citizen of Macomb that did not lose his mind because of hunger. While running from the hostile locals, he lost his glasses. Being nearly blind without them, he was unable to read his books or even understand who was standing in front of him.
The Warrior agreed to help him and soon found his glasses. Phillip gave the Warrior a book as a reward. After the Warrior's visit to Macomb, the Brotherhood of Steel dispatched three extermination squads to this area, so it's unknown what happened to Phillip afterwards. He may have been killed on sight or taken to a labor camp.
"Stay back! I can defend myself. Don't you bottom feeding, fuck-head bandits get it? I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING YOU PRICKS WANT!! All I had were my glasses and you mother fuckers made me drop them when you chased me. Leave me alone. I... can't see."
"I'm sorry for yelling, but I've been having a lot of trouble lately. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Phillip and this is my humble abode. Macomb might not be much, but it's my home. I spend my time collecting books and even educating some of Macomb's less hostile inhabitants. Unfortunately, two weeks ago a group of cretins attacked me while I was foraging for books. I escaped without harm, but I lost my glasses during the chase. If you can find them I would be most grateful."
"You're back! Oh, you brought glasses for me. Let's see if the prescription is close. Just about perfect. Thank you, my friend! Wow, that's a lot of scars. Let me guess... Did you light your face on fire and try to put it out with an ice pick? Hah, heh, heh. Just kidding, friend. I read that in a joke book. Anyway, thank you for your kindness. Here take this book, as a token of my appreciation."