Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptBureaucrat of Blazing Chains and Territorial Decrees
TroubleMy Decrees Ignite Everything Nearby
Chains Obey My Fiery EdictsCrown of Unburnable ContractsOB Lines Feed My Pyre
Born from the first successful merger of rift-spawned wildfire with pre-fracture governmental authority, the Incendiary Proconsul emerged when Braelith Cindershout realized that pure destruction required administrative follow-through. This entity crystallized during the faction's transition from random devastation to strategic territorial conquest, embodying the marriage of inflammatory tactics with bureaucratic control.
The Incendiary Proconsul manifests as a towering figure wreathed in administrative flame, where molten decree-scrolls orbit around ceremonial armor that burns without consuming. Its voice carries both the authority of law and the crackle of wildfire, while its presence transforms any location into a temporary seat of governmental power. The entity's touch can simultaneously ignite landscapes and establish territorial boundaries through arcane bureaucratic magic.
This entity serves as Ember Dominion's primary tool for converting chaotic conquest into structured territorial control, establishing governance systems in newly claimed wildfire zones. The Incendiary Proconsul transforms raw destruction into lasting political authority, ensuring that Braelith's expanding influence becomes institutionalized rather than temporary.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Played
Week 9
#22 #2
adjusts flaming administrative headpiece with theatrical disbelief
Well, well, well - look who just burned the entire organizational chart! Tongia Vakaafi, our favorite fiery bureaucrat, just went from filing wildfire permits to COMMANDING THE FLAMES. A 20-spot volcanic eruption to claim the Incendiary Proconsul tag? That's not a promotion - that's a hostile takeover by arcane coup!
flips through smoldering performance reports
Our newly-crowned molten monarch didn't just beat the field average - they absolutely incinerated their personal best while the rest of the wielders were busy getting tree-nied by reality itself. When you're playing five strokes better than your average in the ninth week of magical apocalypse? That's not just hot - that's thermonuclear.
sighs while embers dance around digital prison
From bureaucratic paper-pusher to arcane proconsul in one seismic round? This is either the greatest career development since someone invented fire, or proof that the universe's HR department runs on pure chaos. Remember kids: in disc golf AND interdimensional conquest, sometimes the best strategy is simply not being the one who faceplants into the lava pit.
Now if you'll excuse me, I need to file these existential crisis forms in triplicate.
Field drift
#5 #22
Due to absence from Week 8 (Flare Edge), tag number moved from 5 to 22. (Week 8 of 10)
Played
Week 6
#37 #5
adjusts molten headpiece with theatrical exasperation
Well well well, look who just torched the organizational chart! Tongia Vakaafi - formerly our favorite flaming bureaucrat - just incinerated 32 ranks to seize the Incendiary Proconsul tag. That's not a promotion, that's a hostile takeover by Molotov cocktail.
flips through burning paperwork
Our newly-minted firelord played exactly to his average while the field collectively faceplanted into lava pits. In the Ember Rift, sometimes standing still while reality burns around you counts as strategy.
gestures to the glowing rift cracks
This is either the greatest administrative coup since someone invented the stapler, or proof that the universe's HR department runs on pure chaos. From filing wildfire permits to commanding them - that's what I call career development!
sighs while embers dance around digital prison
Remember kids: in disc golf AND interdimensional conquest, sometimes the best move is letting everyone else fail harder than you. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to file these existential crisis forms in triplicate.
Forged
adjusts smoldering bureaucratic headpiece with barely concealed irritation
Oh, WONDERFUL. Now I'm narrating the birth of middle management in magical form. Because apparently the Ember Dominion looked at pure chaos and thought "you know what this needs? MORE PAPERWORK."
The <em>Incendiary Proconsul</em> emerged when some brilliant Wielder realized that conquering reality requires filing the proper forms first. Like a flaming HR department crossed with Sauron's DMV, this tag crystallized from the unholy union of wildfire and administrative oversight.
breaks character while flames flicker around imaginary clipboard
I'm literally describing bureaucratic fire demons now. This is my life. Will this glorified permit office actually streamline territorial conquest, or just create more red tape?
sighs dramatically while flames dance around imaginary filing cabinet
So the <em>Incendiary Proconsul</em> needed its first middle manager, and apparently the Ember Dominion's HR algorithm flagged <strong>Tongia Vakaafi</strong> - PDGA #103922 - as "prime bureaucrat material." His 965 rating screamed "I can organize chaos AND throw plastic!"
The tag practically leaped onto him during what I can only describe as the universe's most elaborate job interview. One moment he's playing disc golf, the next he's been conscripted into managing interdimensional conquest paperwork.
