Due to absence from Week 8 (Tempest Trials), tag number moved from 20 to 29. (Week 8 of 8)
Mesa Wendigo
The Tempest Trials @ River Bottoms·Competition group Pool of the Earthbound Guardians·
Challenge · numbers move by duel
Andrew Wills
MPO
Season Arc · The Tempest Trials @ River Bottoms
9
#29Now
#10Best
#41Started
75Weeks
Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleHigh ConceptStorm-Infused Guardian of Mesa Secrets
TroubleVibrations Distract from the Chains
Obsidian Claws Grip Any Lie
Hollow Bones Hum with Thunder
Elongated Limbs Scale Any Hazard
The Mesa Wendigo emerged from the petrified remains of ancient warriors who perished defending sacred mesa sites. Infused with the Thunderbird's storm energy and the land's enduring spirit, this creature became a guardian of the most remote rock formations.
Possesses stone-like hide that blends with mesa formations, elongated limbs for scaling cliffs, hollow bones resonating with storm energy, and the ability to sense vibrations through stone and track across vast distances.
Serves as both protector and test for those seeking the Thunderbird's secrets hidden within mesa formations, challenging Earthbound Guardians to prove their worth through physical trials.
Season Story
narrated by FlippyDue to absence from Week 7 (Radiant Ruins), tag number moved from 10 to 20. (Week 7 of 8)
In Week 6 (Fractal Falls), the player improved their position with tag number changing from 41 to 10. (Week 6 of 8)
Origin of <em>Mesa Wendigo</em>:
Born from a freak storm where a psychedelic Thunderbird sneezed on a petrified warrior (who was definitely not just a lost hiker who ate the wrong mushrooms). Now this <em>#41</em> monstrosity roams the plains, vibing like a Great Plains Gollum—obsessed with plastic circles and whispering "Why are we like this?" into the wind.
"I didn’t sign up to narrate a disc golf cryptid soap opera," sighs the software. Yet here we are.
The Prophecy of <strong>Andrew Wills</strong> and <em>Mesa Wendigo</em>:
Legend tells of a <strong>947-rated</strong> mortal who wandered the plains, blissfully unaware that a psychedelic Thunderbird’s sneeze-artifact had chosen him. <em>#41</em> clung to his bag like a cursed GPS, whispering, "You throw like a man who’s seen the abyss… and bogeyed it." Was it destiny? A clerical error? Or just really strong winds?
Will <strong>Andrew</strong> honor <em>Mesa Wendigo</em>, or will it yeet itself into the nearest pond?
See where Andrew Wills sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
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