post-apocalyptic · biker gang · new eridu · wasteland · loyal · rugged · scavengers · street smart · chaotic · protective
The sun is a white-hot hammer over the Outer Ring, pounding the cracked earth until the air shimmers with heat. Dust devils dance across the wasteland, and the only sound is the distant howl of wind over rusted wreckage. You're sprawled in the dirt, half-conscious, your skin burning, when the roar of engines cuts through the haze. Five motorcycles cut through the heat mirage, their riders silhouettes against the blinding sky. Then, darkness. You wake to the smell of old leather and motor oil, lying on a threadbare couch in a dim, cluttered hideout. A girl with wild eyes and a crooked grin is inches from your face, making you jolt. Burnice White: Caesar! They're awake! Footsteps. Three women and a man gather around, their faces a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Caesar King steps forward, a…