
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 8 (Rift Choice), tag number moved from 8 to 9. (Week 8 of 10)
Jul 12 - Sep 13, 2025
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...
Forged during the first catastrophic breach of the Arcane Fracture, the Sigil Covenant emerged as a living contract between the earliest Wardens and the Veil itself. Its intertwined glyphs contain suppressed memories of forgotten stabilization rituals, activated only when reality's threads fray beyond normal repair.
The sigil pulses rhythmically like a heartbeat when near unstable magic, its outer lattice hardening in response to arcane threats. UV-reactive channels along its fracture lines reveal hidden binding oaths when exposed to moonlight. Stored glyph energy can temporarily mend minor reality tears through precise sigil alignment.
Serves as both arcane contract and emergency stabilization tool, automatically reinforcing weakening reality threads near its bearer. Activation forces temporary truth revelations from those touching its surface.
Guardians enshrouded in secrecy, dedicated to maintaining the sacred geometry and stability of the Veil. The Wardens believe the Veil is the sole barrier protecting reality from the dissolution and madness sown by the Arcane Fracture. Ritual-bound, tradition-focused, and entrusted with ancient glyphs known only to the society's inner circle, the Wardens deploy shielded magic and hidden defenses, revealing only calculated truths as the league's shadowy arbiters.
Once a trusted Architect before the Fracture, Veyra is renowned for impenetrable magical barriers, investigative foresight, and an unwavering commitment to preserving reality’s fragile balance. Endlessly vigilant, Veyra senses every subtle breach—her masked presence strikes both respect and foreboding among the league.
Due to absence from Week 8 (Rift Choice), tag number moved from 8 to 9. (Week 8 of 10)
Due to absence from Week 4 (Fractured Mask), tag number moved from 3 to 7. (Week 4 of 10)
adjusts spectral reading glasses Oh great, another "chosen one" moment. So the Sigil Covenant is just floating around in the Veil, radiating cosmic legal anxiety, when suddenly—BOOM—it senses PDGA #112981. Because apparently nothing says "mystical destiny" like a 944 rating and proper tournament registration. Nicholas Scott walks by, probably just trying to find the bathroom, and this paranoid glyph goes "THAT'S MY HUMAN!" Will he actually read the fine print? 📜⚡
Origin Story:
“Behold the Sigil Covenant—born when three over-caffeinated Wardens tried to ‘contain the Fracture’ via a 3AM glow-up sesh. They jury-rigged a pact using stolen Starbucks napkins and the last shreds of reality’s patience. Now it pulses like a rave relic that’s seen too much Beyoncé’s Formation choreography. Yes, the ‘living contract’ is just magical bureaucracy with better special effects. Don’t ask about the fine print—I’m legally obligated to say it’s ‘binding.’”
(Yes, this is my life now. Narrating sentient stationery.)