The Golden Rule of the Wasteland - “Thou shalt get sidetracked by bullshit every goddamn time.” Red finds herself burdened with responsibilities she neither wanted nor needed, but a job is a job…just like her Pa used to say.

The Baileys are still coming to terms with their mysterious benefactor, hoping that she’ll be enough to get them to points south and the beginnings of a new life. Tensions remain, however, and trust comes hard on those lonely Kentucky roads.

And Red’s past may soon come to haunt them all, because the Reavers don’t forget and they don’t forgive…and an act of mercy might prove to be Red’s worst mistake of them all.

Kentucky…once part of the East Central Commonwealth before the Great War, had been a place of Whiskey and Thoroughbreds, where the elite came to witness the Great Kentucky Derby while the factories of Louisville and Lexington turned out armaments for the conflict with China.

The horses are long gone, as are the elites and their factories, leaving a broken and blighted landscape behind for the survivors. Now known more as a place you pass through - casting glances at the remains of the old world on your way to somewhere else - old Kentucky ain’t what it used to be.Trader Red hadn’t meant to get herself caught in the middle of yet another mess…but here she was, watching over a bunch of folks she neither knew nor really cared to, as her eyes were still cast to those hills far to the south in Tennessee.

But the Wasteland has a habit of turning any straight line into one damn twisted pretzel…and choices, good or bad, have consequences long down the line.

The story of Appalachia has come to a close, but a new story has just become. The Smoky Mountains of Tennessee are calling and Trader Red is going home...what will follow is an epic tale of revenge and remembrance.

The Wasteland is a treacherous place, full of dangers both human and monster. On an old Kentucky road, a waylaid family, a group of Raiders, and Trader Red are on a collision course.

In the middle of a suffocating dust storm...the Ballad Begins.