The Reckoning
Apr 20 - Jun 21, 2026
Current Holder
Jonathan Lang
Dust Covenant
Culled But Never Forgotten
My Name Burns in the Ledger
Aspects refreshed Apr 27, 2026
The Dust Covenant was forged in the first culling, when the frontier first learned to separate the worthy from the forgotten. The original survivors, marked by dust and blood, swore an oath that echoes through all who follow. Every competitor who enters the Deadlands unknowingly signs this pact with their first throw, binding their fate to the culling's merciless judgment.
The Dust Covenant exists as an invisible mark burned into the soul of every survivor, written in the frontier's own dust. It is transferable - when one falls to the culling, the next survivor inherits the binding. It cannot be seen by those who haven't been tested, but burns visible to those who have passed through the meridian of judgment. The Covenant tracks every score, every decision, and renders its verdict in the eternal ledger of the remembered.
The Dust Covenant is the foundational mechanism that governs the entire Deadlands series - it determines who belongs to the frontier's story and who gets written out. Every competitor enters the frontier unknowingly signing this pact; the Covenant then tracks their worthiness through every throw and round, ultimately deciding whether they deserve remembrance or oblivion.
Tag Details
Tag History
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Your series bag tag moved from #36 to #56 based on your top 2 rated rounds from the last two completed series weeks.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Your series bag tag moved from #53 to #36 based on your top 2 rated rounds from the last two completed series weeks.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Forged in the first culling, Tag 53 is a grudge with a hole punch. The Dust Covenant doesn’t just track scores; it judges your bloodline for that grip-lock on hole 4. An invisible brand burning your soul, it waits to transfer to the next victim. It’s not a prize, partner; it’s a dusty sentence.
sighs in haunted frontier Jonathan Lang just saddled up with Tag 53, the Dust Covenant. It ain't a trophy, partner; it's a grudge with a hole punch. This invisible brand burns deep. You’re carrying the weight of the first culling now. Don't let the dust choke you before the first drive.