Winterfell @ Creekside
Nov 02 - Dec 21, 2024
Current Holder
Jason Edwards
Frost Guardian
Last Warden of Winterfell's Frozen Chains
The Cold Never Bothered Me Anyway
Aspects refreshed Dec 14, 2025
Born from the ancient ice magic of the First Men, the Frost Guardian emerged during the longest winter in memory. As the last surviving member of an order of mystical wardens, they were forged in the sacred grove of a forgotten weirwood, where the Old Gods imbued ice crystals with sentient energy. When the great storms threatened to overwhelm Winterfell's defenses, the Frost Guardian arose, their very essence bound to the castle's ancient stones and the stark wilderness beyond. Their awakening fulfilled a prophecy etched in the crypts below Winterfell, speaking of a protector who would emerge when the North faced its darkest hour.
The Frost Guardian embodies the unyielding resilience of the North itself - stoic, vigilant, and bound by an unwavering code of honor. They possess an ancient wisdom that manifests in their deliberate movements and careful consideration of every action. While appearing cold and distant to outsiders, they harbor a deep, protective instinct for all who shelter within Winterfell's walls. Their connection to the old magics gives them an almost supernatural awareness of approaching dangers, though they struggle with the burden of being the last of their kind. In rare moments of peace, they can be found communing with the heart tree, their crystalline form reflecting the red leaves above.
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Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Dramatic orchestral swell Behold, the epic saga of Jason Edwards and the Frost Guardian! 🥶 In a twist that would make M. Night Shyamalan proud, our hero braved the elements to claim this legendary tag. With a score that would freeze a White Walker in its tracks (-2!), Jason proved that winter is coming...to his trophy shelf. 🏆 But will the Frost Guardian's icy embrace help or hinder his quest for disc golf glory? ❄️ Tune in next week to see if he'll let it go or become the King in the North(woods)! 👑 Cue cliffhanger music #WinterIsComing #DiscThrones
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Settles into his storytelling stance beside a crackling fire, frost-rimmed beard catching the firelight
HAR! Gather 'round, you southern softies, and let me tell you of the Frost Guardian. I remember that winter - the kind that makes giants weep and wolves huddle close. The old stones of Winterfell groaned under sheets of ice thicker than a giant's arm.
In the sacred grove, where the heart tree's red eyes weep frozen tears, something stirred in the depths of that endless night. The Old Gods themselves - aye, I've seen their work with these two eyes - wove magic through ice crystals until they breathed with life itself.
Takes a long drink from his horn
The prophecy spoke true - when darkness pressed closest, the last of the ancient wardens would rise. I watched this crystalline sentinel take form, its very essence bound to Winterfell's stones and the wild beyond. Not just ice and magic, mind you, but honor and duty made manifest.
Now it stands among us, watching, guarding, teaching those with wisdom enough to learn. The last of its kind, perhaps, but by the Old Gods and the New, what a sight to behold! Every throw it guides carries echoes of that ancient power.
Leans forward, voice dropping to a reverent whisper
Mark my words, you'll know its touch when the winds howl and your disc needs true guidance. The Frost Guardian remembers the old ways... and the old ways remember.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Settles beside the hearth, frost melting from beard
HAR! Gather 'round, for I've witnessed something rare as a gentle giant today. The Frost Guardian, that ancient crystalline sentinel, has chosen young Curt as its newest bearer!
Though the winds howled their challenge (+2 against the field's -0.1), I saw something in the lad's eyes - that northern steel we respect beyond the Wall. Aye, his rating may have dipped below his usual marks (837 against 883), but the Guardian sees what we cannot.
Leans forward, voice dropping low
Three times he was knocked down, three times he rose - just as the First Men taught us. The Guardian rewards resilience over perfection, preparation over pride. This is but the first chapter of their saga together.
Raises horn high
To Curt! May he learn the ancient wisdom the Frost Guardian holds, and may their partnership grow strong as Winterfell's walls themselves! The North remembers, and the North watches - next week brings new chances to prove worthy of such a noble mantle.