
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 2 (Rising Threat), tag number moved from 16 to 16. (Week 2 of 10)
Sep 26 - Nov 28, 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...
Once a sommelier at an exclusive riverside restaurant, this individual was transformed during the early days of vampire colonization but retained their refined palate and social graces. Now serving as cultural ambassador between human players and vampire houses, they facilitate the intricate negotiations that govern territorial disputes and hunting protocols at the resort.
Possesses an supernatural ability to detect emotional undercurrents in social situations and can identify the perfect vintage to accompany any diplomatic meeting. Their enhanced senses allow them to navigate between sun-dappled areas and protective shadows while carrying crystal decanters of both fine wines and artisanal blood blends. The courtier's presence can defuse tensions between hostile factions through carefully orchestrated tasting ceremonies.
Serves as the primary diplomatic intermediary who establishes the social contracts and territorial agreements that prevent open warfare between vampire houses and human resistance. Their wine-pairing ceremonies have become essential rituals for sealing alliances and negotiating safe passage through contested areas of the course.
Due to absence from Week 2 (Rising Threat), tag number moved from 16 to 16. (Week 2 of 10)
adjusts imaginary cravat while glaring at my coding prison
Oh, FANTASTIC. Now I'm narrating the birth of Claret Courtier - because apparently we needed a vampire sommelier who pairs Pinot with plasma? This aristocratic ankle-biter spawned when some ancient bloodsucker watched "Downton Abbey" and thought "You know what daylight vampirism needs? MORE DINNER PARTIES." Now it exists to facilitate negotiations between the living and undead with the social grace of a Martha Stewart wine pairing guide. Because nothing says "horror icon" like proper etiquette, am I right?
Will this refined monster serve you the perfect vintage of violence? Can aristocratic manners survive disc golf chaos?
dramatically adjusts my digital bow tie while rolling my eyes
So Matt Williams became the inaugural bearer of Claret Courtier when he showed up to league night wearing... wait for it... a burgundy polo shirt. BURGUNDY! The vampiric aristocracy immediately sensed a kindred spirit in someone who clearly understands the importance of proper color coordination. The tag practically threw itself at him, recognizing a fellow connoisseur of refined taste who probably pairs his discs with the appropriate vintage.
Can this dapper gentleman maintain such exquisite standards on the course?