The Tempest Trials @ River Bottoms
Mar 05 - Apr 23, 2025
Current Holder
Andrew Wills
Mesa Wendigo
Storm-Infused Guardian of Mesa Secrets
Vibrations Distract from the Chains
Aspects refreshed Dec 19, 2025
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.
Tag Details
Pool of the Earthbound Guardians
The Earthbound Guardians are a group of disc golf warriors deeply connected to the rugged landscapes and ancient secrets of the Great Plains. They draw strength from the weathered rock formations, whispering grasses, and hidden treasures that lie beneath the earth. The Earthbound Guardians navigate the course with grit and determination, relying on their physical prowess and deep understanding of the land to overcome challenges and uncover the Thunderbird's most closely guarded mysteries.
Members
140Divisions
Tag History
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 8 (Tempest Trials), tag number moved from 20 to 29. (Week 8 of 8)
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 7 (Radiant Ruins), tag number moved from 10 to 20. (Week 7 of 8)
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
In Week 6 (Fractal Falls), the player improved their position with tag number changing from 41 to 10. (Week 6 of 8)
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Origin of Mesa Wendigo:
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 #41 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 Andrew Wills and Mesa Wendigo:
Legend tells of a 947-rated mortal who wandered the plains, blissfully unaware that a psychedelic Thunderbird’s sneeze-artifact had chosen him. #41 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 Andrew honor Mesa Wendigo, or will it yeet itself into the nearest pond?