I almost did. After crossing the bridge I saw the White Leg on the rock and started spraying him with my newly acquired .45 Auto SMG. Fortunately I missed every shot when Follows-Chalk came up from behind him.

Same for me. A good former NCR Ranger always confirms his targets as hostiles before opening fire. A good former NCR Ranger also waits to be fired upon before returning fire. Even a dying one such as mine.

I did that too. In the head. Out of Vats and from halfway on the bridge. My char is badass.

Sadly my All American made mincemeat of every tribal I saw when I first entered. Good job I saved before going in.

I crossed the bridge, got shot at,looked around for the shooters, then was startled when he forced me into conversation. So I had no idea what happened at all.

Somehow that feels worse than killing him.

Blew his head off, "Chaos in Zion" Pops up, Oh Fuuuuuu.....

I pooped him twice in the brain. Didn't budge him. Then I noticed the cursor wasn't red when I pulled out my Automatic Rifle to gun him down

Almost did but then I saw him going for that other tribal.
I check my targets.

I never shot the guy. I thought he died from outright fear of me. I was disappointed when I saw Follow-Chalks. :down:

I didn't kill him, as I saw that he was killing the White-Leg who was pathetically shooting at me. Also, I noticed that he was using the melee animation, so there was literally no chance that Chalk would've been able to get to me before I killed him with my Hunting Rifle.

Yeah, the first time I crossed that bridge, I was quite the nervous nelly. With good reason, mind you. I had just watched the people from my caravan gunned down in cold blood by some chalk-covered savages, and was almost blown away myself if it weren't for my finely honed skills with a six-shooter. So there I was, slowly sneaking my way across the bridge with an itchy trigger finger, my eyes darting to and fro searching the shrubbery for any more of the Godless heathens. Then, all of the sudden, came the unholy rapport of rifle fire. I quickly ascertained the sniper in the distance; he was standing atop a rock, smiling like a jackal, calmly trying to fill me with an ungodly amount of lead. Well, sir, I don't know where you're from, but in my little corner o' the Wastes, that's just not neighborly. So of course I'd draw my gun and start sending lead back in his general direction.

That's when poor little Follows-Chalk pops up and starts bashing at the White Leg with his stick. My .44 Magnum rounds down the savage, but then the rest find their way into Chalk's soft, unarmored front-side. It's called friendly fire, and happens in heat-of-the-moment situations such as this one. Well, young Chalk obviously didn't find it too friendly, since his radar blip turned red and he starts charging me. I put away my gun and start to apologize, but that dang tribal was mighty P-O'd, I can tell ya. He comes whacking at me with his stick, and well, I just can't abide by that. No sir, I just can't. So I let him have it, felling the enraged fella with merciless lead. It was self defense, not my fault at all as you can see.

Of course, then all sorts of "QUEST FAILED" "IMPORTANT NPC DIED" and "WAITTA GO, GENIUS" messages pop up, just to twist the knife further into my guilt tumor. Now, this would not have happened if Joshua Burning Man had just trained these youngsters better, and not have them pop out when you're shooting folk with high caliber ammunition.

So anyway, there was just too much tragedy in said situation, and I had to restart from last the last save point. Thankfully, everything worked out the second time round, and Chalk was my happy, smiling companion throughout Zion. At least he was, until he caught me killing Daniel so that I could get his hat. Honestly, these tribals are tricky folk.