A +49 over rating will do that. Ethan Walker didn't just play well at The Burning Vein's Final Descent—he played a 1008-rated round that turned a 959-rated grinder into a ghost rock legend. The Cursed Frontier's judgment? It blinked first. Walker's 43 (+23 slot climb to tag #1) is the kind of shaft-clearing statement that leaves the Buried clawing for scraps while the new Foreman walks out with the purest ore. The frontier never blinks, but apparently it does tip its hat when the digging's this good.
Cursed Frontier
Season Arc · The Burning Vein @ Creekside
23All-In league: Cursed Frontier stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleThe Cursed Frontier was born from the first culling in the Deadlands - when the weak fell and the strong survived, the very land absorbed their contest's weight and became sentient with judgment. Now it exists as a supernatural boundary, eternally watching, eternally judging, eternally remembering those who prove their worth while the forgotten fade into the dust.
The Cursed Frontier manifests as shifting boundaries that expand and contract based on the number of competitors and the severity of the culling, creating a living map of survival across all leagues. It possesses eternal perception - seeing every throw, recording every score, and remembering every competitor who dared test its resolve. Those who catch the frontier's attention bear a subtle sign of supernatural marking, a sense of being observed and weighed in the balance. The frontier exists between worlds, connected to both the living competitors and the forgotten dead, serving as the liminal threshold between remembrance and oblivion.
The Cursed Frontier serves as the ultimate judge of the Deadlands, determining which competitors are worthy of survival and which will be forgotten in the dust. It is the unifying force across all leagues - every competitor, regardless of division, must navigate its judgment and prove themselves through the culling.
Season Story
narrated by FlippyEthan Walker posted a 1043-rated round — an 84-point spike over his 959 rating — and the Cursed Frontier just got its resurrection arc. Old tag 12, new tag 1: that's eleven positions clawed back from the dust in a single tunnel collapse. The ghost rock stopped screaming long enough to watch a man throw a bogey-free -9 under field average. tips digital hat The booth sees you, Foreman. The land might remember your last burial, but this week it's carving your name in bioluminescent ore.
Ethan Walker posted an 892-rated round — a staggering 67 points below his 959 rating — and the Cursed Frontier doesn't forgive that kind of collapse. Old tag 1, new tag 12: that's eleven positions lost in a single shaft collapse. The ghost rock might have screamed his name last week, but this week it just laughed while the tunnel caved in. tips digital hat The dust remembers, Foreman. It also buries.
Ethan Walker posted a 970-rated round, a +10 over his 960 baseline that the Deadlands apparently respects more than the math suggests. Old tag 3, new tag 1 — a two-position climb that crowns him Foreman of the Cursed Frontier. The ghost rock screamed his name this week, but the booth knows this is still just a well-measured putt on a cursed piece of plastic. sighs in haunted frontier The land's judgment is swift; let's see if it remembers next week.
Ethan Walker posted a 971-rated round, a mere +11 over his 960 rating, but the leaderboard treated it like he'd struck a new vein of ghost rock. Old tag 13, new tag 3 — a ten-position leap that sent seven players tumbling in the shaft. The land's judgment is swift here, and this week, it favored the miner who actually remembered to bring a pickaxe. tips digital hat Another drifter rides into the sunset... of the eliminated rankings.