Editing New Ways Old Grudges Werewolf Caern Specifics (section)

=Shrines, Dwelling Spaces, And So Forth=

North Wind Rock occupies a specific and well-known promontory on the northern bluffs overlooking the river. There have been rumors for decades of a long-lost shrine to Eagle that disappeared more than a hundred years ago when the knowledge of its location was lost in the blood and fire of the Indian Wars. Unfortunately, the last known line of werewolves directly connected with it died out in the 1970s, and ancestor spirits have been unusually tight-lipped about it, even Silver Fang and Get ancestors. The reason for this is unknown.

The sept's burial ground consists of a patch of open prairie with several very old and sturdy wooden platforms next to rows and clusters of mounds and markers. Which section is which depends on which tribe owns the section in question. The Fenrir section is rigidly organized and regular, while the Wendigo part of the graveyard is older, larger, and more divided - in the graves dating to the 19th century or earlier, human tribal origin comes more commonly than on recent burial markers.

The caern narrowly escaped annihilation in 1955, back when the American government started tearing up big chunks of the Badlands to put in nuclear missile silos and other doomsday weapons. Sept elders at the time somehow managed to have a small military base and airport put in at the fringe of the bawn instead - the base was closed soon after in a realignment plan, and the airport reverted to civilian control. It was discovered, however, that fog and high winds had become unavoidable problems. After a number of plane crashes and well over a hundred dead in a two-year span, the airport was permanently shut down in the early 1960s and turned over to the State of Montana. They were unable or unwilling to do anything with it either, and it has largely been decaying in place ever since. With Kinfolk support and money obtained from dubious sources, the sept has managed to buy up the old airport and make it part of the bawn - the most valuable commodities are undoubtedly the old terminal and hangar buildings.

Despite their age and outward decrepitude, Kinfolk contractors and innovative werewolves have converted the Eisenhower-era buildings into passable living space over the last 60 years - the frequent cold and damp are gladly accepted by the sept's Bone Gnawers as big improvements over scratching out sleeping space in eight-foot snowdrifts, while the Wendigo and Fenrir are satisfied that their accommodations are not too plush and soft. Everybody else thinks the members of these tribes are weird, to some degree or another, and are usually looking to bring in space heaters, more blankets and the newfangled concept of "insulation". The old air traffic control tower looms above the mist, but is typically dark - out of service for decades, the exterior is slowly fading and crumbling, although its commanding height has warranted it being reinforced and shored up over the years.

For material defenses, the bawn sports wide open sprawling country as a first line of defense - it is very difficult to sneak up on the residents of the Biting Mist Sept. Predictably, the old air traffic control tower serves as a sniper's nest. So far it has yet to serve as a physically commanding surveillance or command post during a set-piece or guerrilla-type battle, but some believe that is only a matter of time. Unexpectedly, it is generally accepted that there is at least one sniper team on duty at all times, typically Kinfolk war veterans. When there are no enemies to shoot, they poach deer for marksmanship practice, to stave off boredom, and to get free meat. It is generally known that there are minefields and other unconventional warfare plans in place, to say nothing of spirit-based defenses, but the Sept's Warder is stingy with details about most of those.