Ralph Peabody

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Ralph Peabody
“The Graver of Flesh”
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Biography and appearance
RaceHuman,
GenderMale
AffiliationSlavers (Fallout 3)
Clover
RoleCannibal
LocationCapital Wasteland
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I'm evil. Evil, evil, evil. I kill innocent people, eat them, and steal their belongings. Of course, it didn't start out that way....

Ralph “The Graver of Flesh” Peabody is a player character in Fallout 3.

Background[edit | edit source]

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Appearance[edit | edit source]

Ralph Peabody appears as a Fallout 3 "Meet the Wanderers", a player character in the First Edition of the Fallout 3 Official Game Guide Collectors Edition.

References

  1. First Edition Fallout 3 Official Game Guide Collector's Edition p.491: "I remember when I was a good guy. I mean, I was wandering in awe, checking out all the wonderful dust storms. Those rocky vistas. I didn't want to bother anyone, so I never undertook a quest. But a couple of times, something went wrong. I throw a Grenade. Some guy called Nathan gets in the way. It wasn't my fault! Well, that happened more than once. I got this "reputation," see? But I wasn't an "evil-doer" like they said. Look, I was a hero! A clean-shaven one, too: Beards are for evil people."
    "Just leave me alone, people! One day, they started sending hit squads after me. But I knew my guns. I repaired my guns. I collected guns. I built guns. I sold guns. I love guns. I was a pissed-off badass with Caps to burn. I'd show them evil. So I got in with the Paradise Falls guys. I grew a beard. I started stealing. The more I stole, the more I enjoyed it. It kinda got outta hand; I started enjoying those crimes. All those people I killed...they had Caps. And, damn, they tasted great too...."
    "I ate everyone I killed. Even when I wasn't hungry. Human flesh? Tastes like Brahmin. A few rural folk still though I was a hero. I'd destroy every one of them Muties. "Oh, thank you for rescuing me!" said the captives. They didn't know my cravings. Well, they did a moment later; I only massacred those Muties for a nice tasty meal. I hired a slave named Clover to help me carry those body parts. My plan was simple; devour the entire Wasteland. In my free time, I made Clover wear silly hats. At the end, I was rich. I was proficient in so many weapons, that I found what I needed in the Wasteland, and never spent a Cap. I made more and more as I destroyed town after town."
    "The Wasteland had gotten what it deserved by deciding I was a villain."