Day 1095

The tell from the Original History Book

With resources scarce, the world continues to try to exist as if nothing has happened, attempting to maintain the status quo. Essential services and utilities break down, the great machines grind to a halt. Bridger joins a group of refugees driven from the city by violent gangs struggling for dominance. The city’s power grid finally gives out for good. Communication breaks down. The refugees are forced into the outskirts of the area known as the Wasteland. The refugees take up residence in the hills and scrape by on the dregs of the old world. Natural leaders begin to rise to power over the various refugee clans. Supplies and food run preciously low, starvation and illness run rampant through the refugee camps. One clan of hill refugees comes to be lead by an older man known as the Silver Man.

The Silver Man and Bridger are part of a desperate supply run back toward the destroyed city to get food for the starving hill camps. They discover that the remains of the city have been walled off and is patrolled by the gangs that now control it. Bridger recalls that their were trucks full of Dinki-Di canned pet food left at the old cannery docks. Their group makes a raid of the abandoned plant and takes three large trucks full of Dinki-Di products.

They return to find the hill camps empty and evidence of violence everywhere. Tire tracks, empty ammunition shells. The survivors gather what they can and stash two of the larger trucks of food in some nearby caves for safe keeping. They take the remaining truck full of food and vehicles and drive along the outskirts and hills of the Wasteland in search of any sort of refuge or civilization.

The Silver Man clan (which has come to be known as the ‘Farlanders’) begins to barter and trade their stock of Dinki-Di with those they encounter in their travels for valuable goods and services. Weapons, armor, vehicle upgrades, guzzoline. The Farlanders become well known traders in the canned food that seems to never go bad. The Farlanders begin to paint their fingertips with silver paint to make them easily recognizable to those in search of trade.