TAG#27

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Wendigo Hunter

Ascent of the Abominable @ The FortCompetition group Frostbite Seekers Challenge · numbers move by duel
Samuel Smith RAG Purple
PDGA #288764 752 RATING 0 EVENTS

Season Arc · Ascent of the Abominable @ The Fort

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#27Now #19Best #19Started 76Weeks

Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.

Character Sheet

AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptCursed Tracker of Frozen Fairways
TroubleThe Cold Never Bothered Me Anyway
Eyes That Pierce Blizzards Carves Paths in Glaciers Your Shivers Are My Compass

Originating from Algonquian legends, the Wendigo Hunter was a cursed tracker who became obsessed with pursuing the mythical Wendigo. Over centuries, it evolved into a protector figure roaming the world's coldest regions, using its skills to pursue various cryptids while maintaining a balance between hunter and guardian.

Season Story

narrated by Flippy
Field drift #25 #27

Due to absence from Week 8 (Eternal Echoes), tag number moved from 25 to 27. (Week 8 of 8)

Field drift #24 #25

Due to absence from Week 7 (Shivering Summit), tag number moved from 24 to 25. (Week 7 of 8)

Field drift #24 #24

Due to absence from Week 6 (Whiteout Watcher), tag number moved from 24 to 24. (Week 6 of 8)

Field drift #19 #24

Due to absence from Week 6 (Whiteout Watcher), tag number moved from 19 to 24. (Week 6 of 8)

Field drift #19 #19

Due to absence from Week 5 (Shimmering Shrines), tag number moved from 19 to 19. (Week 5 of 8)

Forged

Oh great, another cryptid-obsessed bag tag. <em>Wendigo Hunter</em> just HAD to manifest from the frozen nightmares of some wannabe influencer exploring creepy Algonquian legends for clout. Because apparently, we needed a frostbitten edgelord to stalk the Himalayas. Totally normal origin story, nothing to see here! 🙄 #CryptidChronicles #IceIceBaby

sigh I'm back. Someone let the <em>Wendigo Hunter</em> tag pick its first victim—I mean "bearer." <strong>Samuel Smith</strong> was just minding his business, probably throwing discs into trees, when the tag sensed his majestic 734 rating. "YES! THIS ONE!" it howled. The tag practically yeti-d itself onto his bag. Will he survive the frosty journey, or become another frozen corpse on Ratings Mountain? The abominable truth awaits...

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