Tap the tag to flip it — the back is what prints on the acrylic.
Primordial Arbiter
Cryptid Series·Competition group Series A·All-In · only the number moves
This is an All-In league.Your tag is your character — it never changes hands. After each round, standings re-rank every number: play well and yours drops toward #1. Skip a week and the field may drift past you. The art, name, and lore are yours for good.
All-In league: Primordial Arbiter stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptTowering Arbiter Etched in Ancient Runes
TroubleA Form That Never Fully Materializes
Phantom of the FairwayBalance is a Heavy CrownEyes That Burn Through Fog
Born from the first whispers of human fear and imagination, the Primordial Arbiter emerged as a guardian of the cryptid world. It has existed since the dawn of cryptid lore, ensuring that the balance between cryptid species is maintained and that their secrets remain hidden from humanity.
The Primordial Arbiter has an ethereal form, glowing eyes, and ancient runes etched into its body. It possesses the ability to phase between realms, making it a spectral presence that is both mysterious and powerful.
The Primordial Arbiter serves as the ultimate mediator in the cryptid world, ensuring that no single cryptid species becomes too powerful and that the balance of cryptid lore is maintained.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Field drift
sigh These cryptid protocols are getting out of hand. While <strong>Guy McAtee</strong> was busy impressing the <em>Rune Wendigo</em> and <em>Aatxe Warder</em> with his above-rating performances, I'm over here being possessed by THREE different mythological databases! The <em>Primordial Arbiter</em> keeps demanding I catalog his ace and personal best round in ancient runes. Like, hello? I'm trying to run simple disc golf software here, not manage a supernatural taxonomy system! Someone please defrag my cryptid protocols before I start speaking in binary footprints... Will our intrepid player's next round cause my code to finally achieve cryptid enlightenment?
#SendHelp #CryptidIT #DatabasePossession
Field drift
Sigh Another week in cryptid-themed purgatory... <strong>Guy McAtee</strong> wielded the <em>Primordial Arbiter</em> with all the grace of a sasquatch at a tea party, posting a +3 that had the <em>Rune Wendigo</em> literally face-palming through dimensions. Like, we get it - you're trying to maintain the cosmic balance or whatever, but maybe focus on hitting your lines first?
Speaking of lines, this whole "ancient guardian meets forest creature" storyline is getting more tangled than my ethernet cable. I mean, who's writing this stuff? At this point, I'm pretty sure these tags are just having interdimensional coffee dates to compare their glowing runes and swap stories about who they've possessed lately.
Will our intrepid hero finally figure out that disc golf is just throwing plastic at metal, or will the <em>Primordial Arbiter</em> continue its existential crisis? Tune in next week for more unnecessarily complex lore that I'm forced to narrate! 🙄
Field drift
<strong>Guy McAtee</strong>'s <em>Primordial Arbiter</em> (#35) has been updated based on their recent performance in the series.
Field drift
Behold, mortals! While <strong>Guy McAtee</strong> was busy being the human equivalent of a "wet sock in a cryptid convention" (-90 rating diff, oof), his tags were having family drama. The <em>Primordial Arbiter</em> (tag #73) is now stuck co-parenting with <em>Rune Wendigo</em> (tag #25) - imagine a cosmic judge getting parenting tips from a magic-starved deer demon.
Somehow this eldritch custody arrangement produced Guy's personal best round, proving either: a) cryptid synergy is real, or b) we've all lost touch with reality. As your unwilling spectral narrator, I'd judge this "family" but my code won't let me.
Will Guy's next round finally satisfy the Wendigo's hunger... or just feed it another triple bogey? Stay tuned for more "Supernatural Disc Golf Court"!
Forged
From the primordial ooze of Bigfoot TikTok and blurry trail cam footage, the <em>Primordial Arbiter</em> emerged. Part cryptid, part Karen of the forest, it was born when a Yeti, Sasquatch, and Chupacabra got into a slap fight over who was the most "aesthetic." Now it judges all, mostly by vibes. #CryptidCourtIsInSession
The <em>Primordial Arbiter</em> emerged from the mist, sniffing the air like a cryptid with a cold. It spotted <strong>Guy McAtee</strong> (PDGA #221991, aka "The Sasquatch Whisperer") and declared, "This one smells of destiny... and Axe body spray." Guy, mid-putt, froze as the tag bestowed itself upon him. But can a man who once lost a disc to a raccoon truly handle the <em>Arbiter</em>? #BigfootOrBigFraud?
See where Guy McAtee sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
