Warbands Meet As Enemies, But Depart As Friends?!

Intercepted transmission, origin unknown:

The mutant warband known only as The Toxic Brotherhood ran across a rival gang believed to be the Preservers. A firefight ensued in the ruins of what appeared to be a former military bunker complex. More than 50 percent of the Toxic Brotherhood fell to the advanced weaponry of the Preservers. The great mutant leader Mortis was badly wounded. The remainder of the warband retreated, and a doctor in the service of the Preservers came forward to assist the fallen, including Mortis, who were then able to evacuate the conflict zone.

Transmission ends.

Michael and I met last week for a game in our "This Is Not A Test" campaign. The battlefield we set up was an old military outpost in the middle of a vast wasteland. Old bunkers and military buildings dotted the edges of the landscape. Separating the outbuildings were sandbag trenches, placed ages ago, for reasons long since forgotten...

The Preservationists saw value in the location and were attempting to secure it as a new medical facility and base of operations. They brought their medical specialist, Dr. Bra Ininajar, to help them scout the location.

Far off in the distance, a band of feral mutants roamed in search of their next meal...

The mutants heard sounds coming from the far end of the compound and moved forward to investigate. They left the safety of the bunkers and headed towards the trenches. The Preservationists heard the movement in the distance, and ran for the safety of the nearby bunkers. They took position on the bunker rooftops.

The mutants pressed forward, and started shooting their scavenged weaponry. The Preservationst Reclaimer was hit and downed! Luckily Dr. Ininajar was able to revive him right away. The Preservationists concentrated fire and decimated the oncoming mutants, and the two remaining mutant survivors wisely decided to retreat.

Satisfied with the safety of their new headquarters, the Preservationists stopped shooting. Dr. Ininajar raced after the mutants and offered his healing services, which the mutants gratefully accepted. The next time these warbands meet, perhaps it will be as friends!

- Josh and Michael, Chicago Skirmish Wargames club members