The Arcane Fracture
Jul 07 - Sep 14, 2025
Current Holder
J.D. Poulsen
Arcane Wellspring
Primordial Font of Tenfold Realm Magic
Unpredictable Reality-Distorting Wanderer
Aspects refreshed Dec 17, 2025
Born from the first magical backflow when the Arcane Fracture tore reality, this entity emerged as the source spring from which all ten realm energies differentiated. It now wanders unpredictably between rift zones, seeding raw magic that fuels both stability and conflict.
Constantly emits shimmering fractal vapor that coalesces into temporary glyphs. Its core pulsates with the Fracture's signature violet hue (#5A27E0), while its surface displays evolving symbols from all ten realms. The entity generates resonant harmonics audible across leagues and causes localized reality distortions.
Maintains fundamental balance between realms by regulating raw magic distribution, becoming a focal point in the struggle for arcane dominance across all league conflicts.
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Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
J.D. Poulsen's Arcane Wellspring (#64) has been updated based on their recent performance in the series.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Jordin Poulsen's Arcane Wellspring (#33) has been updated based on their recent performance in the series.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
When the Arcane Fracture ripped reality like cheap leggings, Arcane Wellspring burst forth in a glittery tantrum of interdimensional drama. Imagine Eleven's nosebleed meeting Doctor Strange's bad trip—this sentient fidget spinner (#16 btw) now vomits fractal vapor while distorting local PDGA rulings. Sigh. Are we really doing cosmic lore for plastic tags? What even is reality anymore?
As the Arcane Wellspring spat fractal glitter across reality's torn fabric, it scanned mortal credentials with interdimensional snobbery. PDGA# 171910? A respectable sigil. Rating 896? Adequate mana reserves. When Jordin Poulsen tripped over a tree root mid-putt, the tag interpreted his flailing as an arcane summoning dance. Sigh. Thus bonded wielder and wellspring through sheer gravitational incompetence—because nothing screams "chosen one" like faceplanting near hole 7. But does this mortal truly wield the power... or just chronic clumsiness?