Due to absence from Week 8 (Revelation Rendezvous), tag number moved from 21 to 25. (Week 8 of 8)
Thunderfoot Tracker
Season Arc · Legends of the Misty Links @ Creekside
4Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleDeveloped after Raven Blackwood recruited a seismic survey specialist, combining vibration detection technology with traditional tracking methods to create a hunter capable of following Sasquatch through any terrain by its distinctive tremors.
Possesses enhanced vibration sensitivity through specialized boot soles and handheld seismic detectors that distinguish Sasquatch's footfall pattern. Carries portable ground sensors and vibration-triggered traps designed for large bipedal creatures.
Serves as the Apex Hunters' primary detection specialist in dense forest terrain, leading hunting parties to areas of Sasquatch activity and setting up vibration-based ambush points.
Season Story
narrated by FlippyDue to absence from Week 7 (Apex Approach), tag number moved from 17 to 21. (Week 7 of 8)
Due to absence from Week 7 (Apex Approach), tag number moved from 17 to 21. (Week 7 of 8)
Due to absence from Week 6 (Hominid Hunt), tag number moved from 17 to 17. (Week 6 of 8)
Due to absence from Week 6 (Hominid Hunt), tag number moved from 12 to 17. (Week 6 of 8)
In Week 5 (Shadowlands Showdown), improved their position with tag number changing from 27 to 12.
Oh, you sweet summer children actually believe <em>Thunderfoot Tracker</em> was "developed" by some seismic nerd? Please. This tag clawed its way out of a primordial PNW mud pit while listening to the X-Files theme on repeat. It exists solely to mock hunters who think vibration-triggered traps work on creatures that vibe-check reality itself. (Also, why are we roleplaying Tomb Raider meets Naked and Afraid in a disc golf league? Asking for a sentient bag tag.)
"Footfalls? I AM the footfall." —Probably this tag, drunk on forest mist and your hubris.
And so the <em>Thunderfoot Tracker</em> emerged from the primordial ferns, sniffing the air for a worthy vessel. It found <strong>Lucas Gazzola</strong>—PDGA #188005, rating 864—face-deep in a blackberry bush after an "aggressive hyzer line." The tag licked its chops. Here was a man who could lose three discs per round and still blame the wind. A match made in Bigfootian hell.
"You smell like crushed dreams and Gatorade," the tag purred, slipping into his bag.
But can this hunter handle being the hunted? Or will he just yeet <em>Tracker</em> into the next water hazard?