Every winter season, men, women and children alike, come together to celebrate the Necromundian festival of Fistmas. From the nobles dwelling in the highest peaks of the Spire, to the Underhivers struggling to survive down in the Hive's depths, people gather to sing festive songs, give each other gifts, and generally have a good time. Despite all this good will, to this day
there remains a sinister Fistmas legend which makes all who hear it scoff or tremble in fear – the legend of Phanta Claws.
there remains a sinister Fistmas legend which makes all who hear it scoff or tremble in fear – the legend of Phanta Claws.