A band of wastlanders

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Manny throws his beer at the wall as Bones disappears down and out of the Saloon. He gathers his things and go to look for merchants, possibly some new clothes.
 
Suddenly Hells bikers burst into town the boss walks into the center of town "Hello there I'm hear looking for two men one is called Bones the other manny you have until night fall to give them to me or I will kill everyone in town.Don't try and escape the town is surrounded we will kill anyone who try's to leave!"
 
Wyatt walks up to the man and says,"Well, I've just met some people by that name. Why do you want them? I'd at least like to know the reason, even if it isn't a very good one."
 
Manny catches a glimpse of the hulking man disappear down the main road, as he steps out onto the porch.

Wyatt looks right at Manny, who already knows whats going on.

"Fuckin' guy attacked us. Almost kill me and my buddy"
 
They didn't give a reason, Wyatt thought to himself. He guessed they had something to hide. He better go find these two men, and let them know what was going on. He better do it fast, before the townsfolk did anything stupid.
 
"Some Bikers rode in, started asking for you and your friend. Seems they have a grudge with you. I think they call themselves the hells bikers. Thats what their Boss's jacket said."
 
Marshall is hesitant to fight again, its been a helluva long day, but the situation is dire.

"Is there a Gunsmith nearby? I'm low on ammo and need wares?", Marshall asks the local (Wyatt).
 
"A gunsmith? Hell if we had a gun maker this wouldn't be a backwater town, would it?" Wyatt said jokingly. "We have a general store, he'll sell ammo. Everybody owns a gun, so we shouldn't have a hard time raising a posse. However, most people don't want to help stranger. Why should they fight and die for you? Now, I don't believe in leaving people to die, so count me on your side, but the others might need some persuading. Got any good reasons why they should help us? We could use the extra numbers."
 
"A gunsmith? Hell if we had a gun maker this wouldn't be a backwater town, would it?" Wyatt said jokingly. "We have a general store, he'll sell ammo. Everybody owns a gun, so we shouldn't have a hard time raising a posse. However, most people don't want to help stranger. Why should they fight and die for you? Now, I don't believe in leaving people to die, so count me on your side, but the others might need some persuading. Got any good reasons why they should help us? We could use the extra numbers."
 
"Thanks partner!", Manny follows Wyatt's direction to the general store, where he picks up a full box of .38 with Bones pay.
 
"How about if they don't fight hells riders will burn down the town,kill the men,rape the women and enslave the children after they butcher us.Is that a good reason ?"
 
"Says who? All we know if they want you two. Whoever said they're raiders. Considering how I don't find you totally trustworthy, I have to take everything you say with a pinch of salt. So why don't you tell us why they're after you? I can't do anything until I know all the facts, seeing as both sides here have something to hide. I have several hours to organise a posse, so why don't you get talking?"
 
"We killed his son in self defence.Now he is pissed.I know he will kill you all.I seen it happen before it was a small town they told them if they give Hells riders food they will leave them alone.However because Hells riders are nomadic when it was time to leave they just massacred all the adults then enslaved the kids.Trust me you got to."
 
Hitting the bottle pretty heavy, Marshall returns not more than 15 minutes later.

"You think the people got a chance here, Bones?"
 
Jared walks up to a smoking hole in the ground. 'Looks like it leads to one of those old vaults,' he thought to himself. "These are very near the coordinates. Guess I found it."

But why was it smoking? Either they up and left and destroyed the evidence or someone else did this, but who?

"Guess I should go report this in." He looks up to see a town not too far. "But first some rest." With that he heads toward it.
 
Marshall looks on as a lone NCR patrol comes walking into town from the dust. Marshall is beleaguered as he comes from the decimated enclave outpost's direction.

"Bones... look.. NCR coming from the enclave hole in the ground?", Marshall stumbles backwards and nearly falls.
 
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