2012 11 16

Fri Nov 16 2072 The Warrens. Ork Town, Tir Lewyn, South Central, pockets everywhere. Like the Combat Bike World Series, multiple gangs now vie for a a piece of the Warrens and the shining title. The elven gang coalition, the Horsemen (now being supplied hardware from the Sons), newcomers Blackboot Skins, and wild cards the Crimson Smoke and ork splinter groups all battle each other on various fronts and for various reasons. Meanwhile the left overs of the Tusk Liberation Front, so far as any average joe is concerned, have been absorbed by the Horsemen. The new leader in hiding, their political aspirations shattered, the road to hell paved by their good intentions. What other move could they make?