A native of the Island, old enough to remember the days when the fog covered almost the entire Island, Longfellow is a veteran hunter, who saw a good chunk of the Island's history: From desperate struggle to hubris, taking the fog's retreat for granted.[1] He's a veritable legend in Far Harbor circles and one of the few guides capable of guiding a person safely through the radioactive fog. His age and experiences made him cynical and he hits the bottle of whiskey a bit too often in recent years.[2]
Longfellow absolutely hates the Children of Atom. When he was a young man, he fell in love with a woman named Hannah. The feeling was mutual and the two planned a future together... Until the Children of Atom attacked the pair at their hideaway deep within the fog. Left for dead, Longfellow eventually made it to civilization. Took two months to recover from injuries. But by then it was too late: The zealots warped Hannah's mind, and turned her to their ways. The child she carried was stillborn, due to the radiation she was exposed to. By the time she died to trappers a few years later, Longfellow was well on his way to becoming an embittered shell of a man. He most regrets the death of his child. While Hannah may have chosen the path of Atom, the loss of an heir, someone to pass all his knowledge to, gnaws at him incessantly. Until the Sole Survivor comes around...[3]
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This character is essential. Essential characters cannot be killed.
This character is a permanent party member. They grant the Hunter's Wisdom perk.
↑Old Longfellow's dialogue: " When I was a young lad, no higher than your knee, whole island was covered in Fog. The Fog eventually rolled back. People resettled, but they got comfortable. Started takin' things for granted. Folk got short memories, all this has happened before."
↑Old Longfellow's dialogue: "I'm tired of waitin' around for somethin' interestin' to happen. Ain't getting' any younger, that's for damn sure. Thing is, I was born an' raised here. I know this island front to back. I know what's in the Fog and how to deal with it. Let me run with you. I could help you find your way around. Teach you what I know. Best of all, you won't have to drink alone."
↑Old Longfellow: "Say, cap'n, can we talk for a minute?" The Sole Survivor: "Alright, let's talk." Old Longfellow: "I appreciate it, cap'n. At my age, any chance to make a new friend is... well, it ain't somethin' I'd expect to happen much, but I'm glad it did.There're more to it than that, though.Long time ago, when I was a young man, I had a sweetheart. Hannah was her name, and we planned to get married, raise a family an' all that.Well, we had a place out in the Fog we used to meet, so we could be alone. Damn Children of Atom jumped us. They took her an' left me for dead.Took two months to recover from my injuries. By then it was too late. They'd warped her mind, an' turned her to their ways.Was only later I learned she was carryin' our child. Of course, the baby didn't stand a chance with all that radiation. Atom's will, she called it.Anyway, she died a few years later. Trappers got her, or so them lunatics said. I guess that was Atom's will, too." The Sole Survivor: "This is very personal information, Longfellow. Why tell me now?" Old Longfellow: "Cause I need you to know where I'm comin' from.Truth is, what happened to Hannah was her choice, an' so be it. But I never got to be a father, an' that's what I regret.If I had a son or daughter, well, I'd have someone to pass on all my learnin' to.But you, you're the first person I've met that's worth teachin' what I've got to teach.I ain't good with tellin' people that I'm grateful, but you've given this old hunter a sense of purpose, an' a reason for livin'." The Sole Survivor: "You really mean that?" Old Longfellow: "Every word of it, cap'n.Well, that was all I had to say. I appreciate you hearin' me out." (Old Longfellow's dialogue)
