Editing Diners of Amber (section)

==='''Red Dog Tavern'''===

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The Red Dog Tavern is a rough joint. Its often called the Red Dog Hall.  Its not officially a biker bar but its a biker bar.  Its a neutral spot for like eight huge bike gangs that live locally or do business up and down the lonely mountainous roadways.  A huge 8 lane super highway is about 10 miles west of here for all legitimate through traffic.  So this mildly curvy hilly road handles local traffic and nefarious cargoes.  The Highway Patrol is a rare sight and they mind their own business.  

Fights are discouraged with extreme prejudice.  Black Ice, a large black biker gone to fat with a peg leg, 4 fingers on one hand, and one eye, runs the place.  He employs a lot of bikers past their prime who have very little patience with trouble makers.   

When bikers retire and come to live at the Red Dog they put their old patch aside and take the Red Dog patch. They leave old grudges and old crimes behind.  Blooded enemies are under the same patch now, so relax and lets talk about the old days. The other gangs consider the Red Dog patch like a badge of honor that the rider had lived the life well and deserves to relax in a place with endless beer, lots of liquor, and young and old patch snatch.  

The hills behind the hall are freckled with small roads and trails dotted with small houses, bungalows, mobile-homes, old Rvs, and renovated vans housing people who have lived lives of unexpected diversity and ended up here. 

There seem to be a lot of old dogs around, retired fighting dogs.  There is one cat, Charlie, a huge Maine coon with one eye and one ear.  The dogs leave it the hell alone

If you need a small group of guys eager to work for gold with no questions asked, this is our place.

<span style=color:darkgreen>Addendum

<span style=color:darkgreen>Just an aside, Black Ice has a Broken Pattern imprint as does his cat Charlie.  Make of that what you will.

(GMs Note:  This place is based on Fallow's Camp in the Azuza Canyon Area up Cal 39 past the William's Resort.  We once had a very nice SCA camping event here in the middle of legacy oaks.  The retired bikers that lived north of the camp and hung out at the camp's tavern wer friendly enough to the medievally dressed campers.  Of course, they did enjoy our tavern of homebrew beers and pudding games.  The Camp is empty now and the bikers dead and gone, but the land has been fought over by La County, the City of Industry, and others with unclear ideas what to do with century old remnants of a once prosperous ghost towns.) 

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