The great plains hold perils for all who travel through it's desolate landscape. From trading caravans to travelling convoys, protected by house gangs, few escape the journey without incident. 

One of the notorious raider gangs are known as the Great Plains Phantoms. A gang of chaos worshipping, blood drinking, merciless raiders. Few who encounter the Phantoms live to tell the tale, those who survive often succumb to the dark madness a short time later.

Being captured by the Phantoms is often worse than simply dying at their hands. Prisoners are thought to be sacrificed to the corrupt chaos God's the Phantoms worship, suffering until misery before being twisted into a warped warrior of the Phantoms.