The Reckoning
Apr 20 - Jun 21, 2026
Current Holder
Russell Watters
Grave Meridian
Survivor of the First Culling
The Meridian Demands Blood
Aspects refreshed Apr 27, 2026
The Grave Meridian was forged in the first culling when the Deadlands claimed its first victims. The spirits of the fallen created a permanent boundary marker at the exact spot where the weak were separated from the strong - a spectral meridian that divides oblivion from remembrance, burning itself into the frontier's cursed earth as an eternal reminder of the price of survival.
The Grave Meridian manifests as a weathered iron marker resembling an old mile marker from a ghost town road, but carved from ancient bone rather than wood. It bears the scars of countless cullings and hums with supernatural energy. When activated, a spectral line extends from the marker toward any competitor approaching their final judgment, glowing with the series' signature red and gold colors.
The Grave Meridian serves as the ultimate marker of survival - bearers have proven they can cross death's threshold and return, marking them as exceptional survivors worthy of remembrance. The name carries the weight of having been judged and found worthy by the frontier's harshest standard.
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Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Your series bag tag moved from #54 to #6 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 #44 to #54 based on your top 2 rated rounds from the last two completed series weeks.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Carved from the bones of the first culling, the Grave Meridian is less a prize and more a judgment in physical form. It burns red and gold, marking exactly where ambition meets the dirt. It hums with the energy of the eliminated, waiting to see if you’re strong enough to hold the line—or just the next ghost to haunt the frontier.
The Grave Meridian, Tag #44, has found a wrangler in Russell Watters. It’s a bone-etched scar on the frontier, humming with the spirits of the first culling. Don't get buried in the dust, Russell. The Deadlands just claimed its newest marshal.