Obsidian Outrider

Forged in the gloom of a lunar eclipse, the Obsidian Outrider is a tag that’s seen too much. It absorbed the first initiate’s hesitation at the cliff’s edge and decided it would never be stuck with a coward again. Now it drifts on a cushion of spite, silencing the world around it and leaving a trail of glitchy afterimages—a permanent reminder that it’s judging your every step. It doesn’t want an owner; it wants a worthy passenger.

The Obsidian Outrider, Tag #15, drifted through the fog, its scan lines flickering with boredom. Then it saw Zack Markarian. No hesitation at the cliff's edge, just a clean, silent stride into the gloom. The tag's hum shifted from a sigh to a low, approving thrum. It had found a passenger, not an owner. The silence pact was sealed.

adjusts headset in the booth, watches the tape rewind Zack Markarian shot 47 on a field averaging 43.9—that's +3.1 over the crowd, which... look, the arena saw competence. Not dominance, not collapse, just a +15 rating advantage executed (949 round versus 934 PDGA) like someone who knew exactly what they were doing. No hesitation. Clean stride through the fog. The Obsidian Outrider doesn't hand out tag #15 to cowards who flail—it finds passengers worthy of the weight. Week 8, and Markarian just proved the silence pact holds: no flash, no drama, just discs finding chains while the rest of us narrate our feelings about it. drops announcer voice He claimed a tag that's spent forever judging—and survived the judgment. The arena approves, albeit quietly.