As a trucker, I would like to possibly make some changes to the roamer description.
The Roamers
Without a doubt, North America would be a much poorer place without the Roamers, both economically and culturally.
Roamers are groups of extended families and social groups who ... well, roam. The crisscross the former US in wagon trains called "convoys", which they have maintained for the past thousand years. Roamers claim to have kept their traditions since before the fall, when the first Roamers traveled in huge metal ships across the land.
Roamers are merchants first and foremost, and the main trade routes are maintained largely because of them. All three of the main trade routes - The Mother Road, the Golden Road (San Francisco to Chicago, stopping in Salt Lake), and the Salmon Road (Portland to St Louis, following the Missouri), have corresponding convoys. Many grumble that roamers charge too much for their services, but none can deny that they are efficient - they are, after all, one of the few people the plainsmen won't attack (legend says the roamers saved the Rizzinis from extinction in the distant past, and use this as leverage to cross the Great Plains unscathed).
Culturally, Roamers are a mish-mash of almost every group on the continent, having drawn people from most areas. Their religion is Christian, though they've syncretizised it with practically every faith on the continent. They wear whatever their local traditions denote, though they tend towards brightly colored shirts, scarves, and bandanas. Roamers also enjoy music, and their convoys at night are filled with sounds of guitars, pipes, singing, and laughter. Roamers do have a unique set of non-demonational religious figures though, unique to them. The two most well known are St. Mak, patron saint of rigs, who is venerated through the placement of a bulldog on the front of their wagons to protect them from breaking and St. McNally, patron saint of direction who's veneration is supposed to protect roamers from becoming disoriented.
Roamers all have two names. Their common names are a bizarre selection of names from every language on the continent, and are always the names they use when dealing with merchants or anyone who isn't a roamer. Their other name or “handle” is their secret name, which is always given to them by another roamer, and is not used when talking to anyone who isn't a member of their convoy. They also use a unique series of numbers and slang to warn themselves and to pass information (only two are used in front of strangers, 10-0 [Danger!] and 10-4 [Affirmative]). Roamers also use unusual terms when referring to certain aspects, though. The better known ones are "Smokey" (Lancer), “Scalehous” (Inspection point or border crossing), "Parking Lot" (Any open space where the convoy stops), and "Rig" (Wagon) . Everyone, of course, recognizes the two short loud horn calls that signal a convoy approaching.
Anyone who is willing can attempt to become a member of a roamer clan or convoy, although most that do are men. New members start out in the “Lumpa” class, unloading and loading goods from wagons, and apprenticing under the wagon masters known as “Driva”. Either after a certain amount of time, or when the wagon's current driva dies, the lumpa will take over command of the Rig. Due to the fact that there are many more men than women in most convoys, most women in convoys are hired on prostitutes known as “Lizards”. A lizard will negotiate to serve the sexual needs, cleaning and cooking for one or two rigs in exchange for either a small share of the trip's profit or for transportation from one area to another. Some lizards can be contracted longer periods of time, and can even become members of the driva class themselves, although females only make up about 10% of driva and around 30% of the people in any convoy.
The Roamers
Without a doubt, North America would be a much poorer place without the Roamers, both economically and culturally.
Roamers are groups of extended families and social groups who ... well, roam. The crisscross the former US in wagon trains called "convoys", which they have maintained for the past thousand years. Roamers claim to have kept their traditions since before the fall, when the first Roamers traveled in huge metal ships across the land.
Roamers are merchants first and foremost, and the main trade routes are maintained largely because of them. All three of the main trade routes - The Mother Road, the Golden Road (San Francisco to Chicago, stopping in Salt Lake), and the Salmon Road (Portland to St Louis, following the Missouri), have corresponding convoys. Many grumble that roamers charge too much for their services, but none can deny that they are efficient - they are, after all, one of the few people the plainsmen won't attack (legend says the roamers saved the Rizzinis from extinction in the distant past, and use this as leverage to cross the Great Plains unscathed).
Culturally, Roamers are a mish-mash of almost every group on the continent, having drawn people from most areas. Their religion is Christian, though they've syncretizised it with practically every faith on the continent. They wear whatever their local traditions denote, though they tend towards brightly colored shirts, scarves, and bandanas. Roamers also enjoy music, and their convoys at night are filled with sounds of guitars, pipes, singing, and laughter. Roamers do have a unique set of non-demonational religious figures though, unique to them. The two most well known are St. Mak, patron saint of rigs, who is venerated through the placement of a bulldog on the front of their wagons to protect them from breaking and St. McNally, patron saint of direction who's veneration is supposed to protect roamers from becoming disoriented.
Roamers all have two names. Their common names are a bizarre selection of names from every language on the continent, and are always the names they use when dealing with merchants or anyone who isn't a roamer. Their other name or “handle” is their secret name, which is always given to them by another roamer, and is not used when talking to anyone who isn't a member of their convoy. They also use a unique series of numbers and slang to warn themselves and to pass information (only two are used in front of strangers, 10-0 [Danger!] and 10-4 [Affirmative]). Roamers also use unusual terms when referring to certain aspects, though. The better known ones are "Smokey" (Lancer), “Scalehous” (Inspection point or border crossing), "Parking Lot" (Any open space where the convoy stops), and "Rig" (Wagon) . Everyone, of course, recognizes the two short loud horn calls that signal a convoy approaching.
Anyone who is willing can attempt to become a member of a roamer clan or convoy, although most that do are men. New members start out in the “Lumpa” class, unloading and loading goods from wagons, and apprenticing under the wagon masters known as “Driva
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