Seriously? Werewolf bikers?

In this campaign, your pack will be an outlaw motorcycle club.

The vast majority of motorcycle clubs (never call them gangs) are just that – clubs for folks who like motorcycles. Only a very small subset of clubs are outlaws, and not even all of these engage in criminal activity. The term “outlaw” does not so much represent crime as it does freedom from formal society.

Biker werewolves are ubiquitous in pop culture for good reason. The close-knit MCs mirror wolfpack structure and the clubs, often formed by disillusioned ex-soldiers, offer a shame-based warrior culture that values ferocity, honor, and us-against-the-world loyalty.

Everyone should make some effort to research outlaw bikers before we get started. Check Resources for some recommended materials.

Biker Werewolves

And if you say we do not ride, you lie

The veterans of two long wars have returned home from the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan. Waiting for them were joblessness, dissolution, and despair, and The Second Depression. The bankrupt government dropped most pretenses of taking care of its veterans, and a new generation of teenage rebels began to protest the men who had signed up to fight for freedom.

What’s a whole generation of battle-tested, unemployed soldiers to do?

Crime has run rampant since the First Homecoming, as a generation who lost their twenties fighting on foreign soil are making up for lost time fighting here. Street gangs are more disciplined and dangerous than ever in the inner cities. Hate groups are just the same in rural America.

And then there are the bikers. These standard-bearers of American outlaw freedom had become a clichéd joke before the wars. Now, a bunch of fresh young tough-guys have come back home, wanting nothing more than to continue the brotherhood and aggression that got them through desert hell. And many MCs opened their arms wide to receive them.

Some clubs, like the Bandidos and Mongols, are now bigger than ever, their ranks swollen with ex-military roughnecks. Yet these groups are already experiencing the weight of rising oil prices, and the strain as old guard clashes with new.

Other upstart clubs were founded entirely by returning soldiers and their friends. Still small, these groups are united and assertive, not held back by tradition or dogma. Whether they dominate the biker scene, or even survive, is written in a bleak future.


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