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...
Once a simple scavenger, the figure now known as Neon Wraith survived a deadly ambush by drinking from a glowing mutagenic spring. The waters left their skin permanently luminescent but granted the ability to vanish into shadows. Now they serve as Zephyr's most elusive agent, retrieving artifacts too dangerous for daylight operations.
The Neon Wraith's body absorbs and refracts light, allowing temporary invisibility in shadowed areas. Their tribal tattoos pulse with bioluminescent energy when agitated. A specialized breathing apparatus filters toxins while emitting a faint neon haze. Their bones contain trace radioactive elements that grant enhanced night vision.
Operates as the Neon Nomads' chief infiltrator and intelligence gatherer. Specializes in retrieving high-value artifacts from hostile territories and scouting ahead for the main caravan.
The Neon Nomads are a tribe of wanderers who have mastered the art of survival in the wasteland. They use their knowledge of the land and their skills in scavenging and trading to gain an advantage over their opponents. They believe in the power of adaptability and the value of knowledge in a world where resources are scarce.
Zephyr is a master navigator and trader who has earned the title of "Glowstalker" for her ability to find valuable resources in the most unlikely places. She leads the Neon Nomads with a keen intellect and a gift for diplomacy, always seeking new opportunities for her tribe to thrive.
Origin of Neon Wraith:
Born when a rogue glowstick factory exploded into a vat of radioactive Mountain Dew, this walking rave accident gained sentience—and opinions—about 80s synth soundtracks. Now it haunts the wasteland, whispering "I'll be back" to bushes it just hit. (Yes, we’re doing this. No, I don’t get paid enough.)
"Tagging chains since 1987—whether you like it or not."