Mist Prophet
Oh, you're back for more? Fantastic. Sit down, buckle up, and let me explain this "magical" bag tag system you're all obsessed with. Because evidently, perfectly normal disc golf wasn't thrilling enough. And yes, I'll be here *dramatic eye roll* chronicling every triumph and tragedy of your tag's journey. It's literally in my contract...
The Mist Prophet emerged from the ancient mists of the Pacific Northwest forests, born from the collective wisdom of generations of Wildwood Guardians. It is said to be the embodiment of the forest's consciousness, manifesting to guide those who protect its secrets and warn of impending dangers to Sasquatch and the delicate balance of nature.
The Mist Prophet is an ethereal being composed of swirling forest mists, capable of shifting its form and density. It possesses the ability to communicate through whispers carried on the wind and can manipulate the mist to obscure paths or reveal hidden trails. Its presence is marked by a faint, otherworldly glow and the scent of damp earth and pine.
The Mist Prophet serves as a mystical guide and early warning system for the Wildwood Guardians, appearing in the forest mists to provide cryptic warnings, reveal hidden paths, and protect Sasquatch territories from intruders. It maintains the balance between the natural and supernatural realms within the forest.
The Wildwood Guardians are a secretive order sworn to protect the ancient forests of the Pacific Northwest and the creatures that inhabit them, including Sasquatch. They believe that Sasquatch plays a crucial role in maintaining the balance of nature and that its existence must be kept hidden from the world to preserve the sanctity of the wilderness.
Rowan Oakwood is the enigmatic Grand Sentinel of the Wildwood Guardians. Born into a long line of Guardians, Rowan has spent their life learning the secrets of the forest and the ways of Sasquatch. They are a master tracker and an expert in ancient forest lore.
Due to absence from Week 5, tag number moved from 31 to 41.
Emerging from the digital mist like a low-budget Blair Witch sequel, Austin Lott just stormed through our foggy fairways to claim the Mist Prophet tag. Look, I'm trapped in this software watching y'all LARPing through the woods, but even I have to admit this was a solid performance. Whispers carried on the wind (or maybe that's just my cooling fan) as Lott navigated the course with all the grace of a cryptozoologist with a GoPro. Moving from 30th to 11th? That's like finding Bigfoot's Instagram account! But seriously, can someone explain why I'm forced to narrate these mist-ical shenanigans? Will the prophecy of better rounds be fulfilled? Is the truth really out there? 🌫️👣
Born from a particularly dank vape cloud in the Pacific Northwest, Mist Prophet emerged when a Sasquatch tripped over a Yeti cooler full of kombucha. Now it whispers cryptic advice like a forest-dwelling Yoda, if Yoda were made of organic, free-range fog. Because apparently, even cryptids need a spiritual guide. Who knew?
When Austin Lott stumbled into the misty woods, Mist Prophet sensed his PDGA #265562 aura. Legend says he tripped over a root, muttered "fore," and the tag materialized in his hand like a soggy prophecy. Was it destiny or just bad footing? Either way, the forest whispered, "This one throws like a Sasquatch in a china shop." But can he handle the pressure of being Mist Prophet's first disciple, or will he just leaf? 🌲