Sat Feb 25 2012

Sat Feb 25 2072 Things continue to spiral down the tubes in the Warrens, or as it is known around here as 'Saturday'. The orks and elves keep shooting at each other, and when the ammo is low they resort to rocks. The Sinners and the Saints and their associated hanger-on continue to try to work out who is actually worse, the drug pushers or the sex pushers, while other gangs jockey for position in the grand scheme of things. Runners in the city try to change the status quo as well, with gifts of ammo, of rockets, of magical assistance. There is a feeling something is coming soon, something that will alter things forever.