Before Rumpsfordshire's well water was corrupted by the sorcerous machinations of the Chaos Gods, Pephans Roundpie was a highly respected pastry chef. As the poisoned water slowly began to despoil his mind, he found himself longing to change professions. Flanks of meat and the smell of roasting flesh consumed his thoughts. First, he replaced the famous Rumpsfordshire Cream Pie with the Rumpsfordshire Meat Pie. As time went on, the patience necessary to craft the pies was fleeting. Pephans began baking bowls of liver and intestines. The now mad villagers flocked to his storefront, eagerly spending all their coin to gorge in a great, bloody feast.

Before long, Pephans had gone through all available cattle. With dozens of frenzied customers and a newly discovered bloodlust, he hoisted his bloody carving saw and took to the streets. Those who had resisted the corruption were cut down; their flesh served to the now mindless maniacs.