The tiny postapocalyptic biker gang sets up a series of tiny settlements across the south belly of the desert, and no, a couple of them don’t make it through summer, but over time the rest struggle into some sort of establishment. They clash over borders with the six-eyed naked bear tribes, but eventually the bike raiders beat them back to the treeline. They begin to sustain each other.
Tatters is always busy, queuing up buildings and balancing food harvest against production, trying to start a decent school. He hasn’t ridden in five years. He still oils his gun every night.