LOBOS OF THE WASTE

The hand that feeds only wishes to tame the wild animal within. Here in the Waste there is no room for complacency. The Wolf Hunts. Many had tried before to reach out to the Lobos of the Waste. They were not interested in allies, they had seen how others treated their allies. It always ended in bloodshed. Lobos of the Waste looked after their own and nothing more. It was how they survived the war, no one knew what they were really capable of until it was too late. That was generations ago though, just stories to remember those before them.

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Since then there'd been peace, mostly. There was always the rogue Viper with a vendetta or a group of bandits causing trouble, but nothing like before. Each gang had their own slice of the pie, though as the veterans grew old the younger generations grew hungry with their ambitions. Everyone wanted a bigger slice, not realizing the consequences they could evoke. Tensions have been fraught, with many toeing the line to see how long they could push the other before they'd break. The Lobos have managed to avoid much of the conflict, having minimal business ties with other gangs - but lately others have been expressing their disapproval of the allusive Lobos of the Waste.