|The following is based on Fallout Shelter and some details might contradict canon.|
The enemies in this quest are raiders and a few molerats.
Your dwellers might make puns about spices.
"I mint to do that." "What a load of horseradish!"
|Opening dialogue||Dweller response||Character response|
|Salt! I mean... halt!|
Basil, Rosemary, keep these guys at Bay (leaves).
|Are you done?||Oregano, I'm not!|
|So many puns, so little thyme.||You had it cumin.|
|What's anise girl like you doing in a place like this?||Careful, I don't saffron fools gladly.|
|Holy moley, it's the fuzz!|
Have you come for our stash, narc?
|I have no idea what you're saying.||Bring it on!|
|You know these are just seasonings, right? Like, to add flavor?||Whoa. Mind = Blown.|
|You're busted, buster! Hand over the mustard!||No cayenne do, daddy-o!|