Like The Gauntlet, the Cauldron is a no mans land of minor gangs and utter chaos.  Consisting of a large block containing 7 large tenement buildings left over from the original city construction, these buildings are rat’s nests of depravity, violence, and desperation.  The rest of the buildings have been taken over by individual gangs, sometimes several per building.  These days only junkies and the most desperate of homeless cohabitate with the gangs in these buildings.  The courtyards surrounding the buildings are shadowed filled places of death, even during the day… avoid the Cauldron at all costs.

 

The building on the Northwest corner has been taken over by the Blood Razors (see CP 2020), whose numbers are but a fraction of what they were 4 years ago before their clashes with the police pushed them into the Zone and Carnival whittled them down to around 75 members.  They are the largest, most violent gang in the Cauldron, but they have become all but shut in to the confines of the complex, as none of the gangs outside the Cauldron will tolerate their presence.

 

The Northeast corner building has been taken over by the Black Doves (see Protect and Serve).  Never a big gang, their numbers are around 50 now and somehow holding steady.  The Doves still have civilians living in the middle floors of their building, mostly elderly and addicts, with no place else to go, even in the Zone.  They extort these people for passage in and out of the building.

 

The building in the northern center is the smallest, and holds 2 nihilist gangs, Death In The Afternoon (see Night City) and the Wire Cult (see Forlorn Hope).  The groups holed up together during Carnival and just never left.  You would think that after all this time they would simply have joined into one gang, but instead they continue to wear separate colors and inhabit different floors, with Wire taking up the top floors, and Death laying claim to the first floors and the basement.  A dorpher gang called The Bonedaddy’s runs the middle floors, keeping the two gangs and much of the surrounding area supplied with cheap horrible quality street chems.

 

The central building has been taken over by the Leatherneck Legion (see Streetfighting) a bunch of whacked out Vets with a fetish for heavy weapons and a serious jones for combat drugs.  The have sniper positions set up all over the building and like to take potshots at the other buildings for fun.

 

The building in the center west houses a group of junk chemists and junkies known as the Juicers (see Streetfighting).  The other gangs tolerate them because they make black lace and blue ice, but if the supply gets short it’s a race to see which gang raids them first.  The cohabitate with Klash and The Sisters (see streetfighting).  After beating their longtime rivals the Razor Boyz, Klash’s numbers were decimated when they tried to stand up to Slaughterhouse.  The Sisters are the only real threat in the building, and they tolerate the juicers for the drugs, and Klash over nostalgia and sentiment.  The sisters have been actively trying to get away from the building and join the Furies, but the Furies want little to do with a gang who trades their loyalties so freely. There are about 60 members between the three gangs, with the Juicers numbers making up at least half that number. 

 

The lowest building in the Cauldron is home to the truly deranged.  No less than seven gangs hole up in here, each barely tolerating the other, each made of up small crews who get by on theft and murder to acquire whatever drugs they can.