Ask Aurelius of Phoenix
*nods no*

Maybe I should eat you for dinner. Yes, roasted deathclaw sounds delicious…

*wags tail when seeing you*

Ave, deathclaw. Would you like some strange meat that could be human flesh? :3

Do you fear death?

No. Because I feast on my enemies. Literally.

So your from Arizona...?

Yes.

Quid novi?

Nullum multum. Our position in cottonwood cove is secure, vulpes. However a profligate came in inquiring about how many NCR dogtags it would take to “buy” my helmet! MY HELMET! Suffice to say he was not worthy of dawning the helmet of a Centurion.

Salve, amicus. Quid agis hodie?

Valeo gratis, Vulpes. Et tu?

Ask Aurelius of Phoenix!

You have the rare honor of asking a centurion questions while he is unspattered by the blood of his inferiors. 

Get moving Profligates!