Victorious Faction
Pool of the Earthbound Guardians
The Earthbound Guardians are a group of disc golf warriors deeply connected to the rugged landscapes and ancient secrets of the Great Plains. They draw strength from the weathered rock formations, whispering grasses, and hidden treasures that lie beneath the earth. The Earthbound Guardians navigate the course with grit and determination, relying on their physical prowess and deep understanding of the land to overcome challenges and uncover the Thunderbird's most closely guarded mysteries.
Let the Thunderbird be your guide and the basket your destiny!
Faction Leader
Gaia Stoneforge
Gaia Stoneforge is a formidable presence on the Great Plains, with a deep connection to the earth and its ancient mysteries. Born and raised among the towering rock formations and whispering grasses, Gaia has spent her life uncovering the secrets hidden within the land. Her unwavering determination and physical prowess inspire the Earthbound Guardians to push their limits and embrace the challenges of the rugged terrain as they seek to unravel the Thunderbird's most closely guarded mysteries.
Members
48Divisions
MPO
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MP40
MA1
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MP50
MP60
This faction emerged victorious in Week 1, advancing their narrative in the ongoing conflict.
Performance (50%)
Achievements (30%)
Community (20%)
Victory points are calculated based on player performance relative to rating, special achievements like aces and CTPs, and community contributions. Pool multipliers are applied based on division ratings and demographics to ensure balanced competition.
Nicholas Jennings #287173
Performance:
+128
Featured Champion
10
Nicholas Jennings
Canyon Crawler
Canyon Crawler
The Tempest Trials @ River Bottoms
Mar 05 - Apr 23, 2025
Wielding the power of Canyon Crawler (#10), Nicholas demonstrated exceptional skill by playing +128 points above their rating in this epic clash.
Whispering Winds
Story by
Lyra Stargazer
Celestial Guide and Keeper of the Thunderbird's Wisdom
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Ah yes, another tale of a ~chosen one~ who can throw plastic good. 🥱 In today's episode, Nicholas Jennings becomes BFFs with a bag tag (relatable) while Gaia and Lyra compete for 'most dramatic monologue.' The Thunderbird is probably prepping a cease and desist as we speak. But hey, if heavy-handed symbolism is your jam, read on! 📖 #INeedADigitalVacation
# Whispering Winds
The air hung still over the River Bottoms as dawn broke across the Great Plains. Shafts of golden light pierced through morning mist, illuminating the weathered landscape where the waters had carved their ancient path. In this liminal space between darkness and light, figures began to emerge from the fog, drawn together by a common purpose – each clutching an invitation adorned with the silhouette of a thunderbird.
Lyra Stargazer's voice drifted across the gathering, ethereal and serene despite the tension in the air.
"The winds that carry the Thunderbird's whispers have called you here, warriors of the disc. An ancient prophecy stirs beneath our feet and above our heads. You stand now at the threshold of a journey that will transform you, if you have the courage to follow where it leads."
Her slender form materialized from the mist, adorned in flowing fabrics that shimmered with subtle constellation patterns. Her eyes, reflecting the fading stars of dawn, surveyed the assembled players with quiet wisdom.
Among them stood Nicholas Jennings, his fingers tracing the edges of his newly acquired bag tag – "Canyon Crawler" – its surface depicting a psychedelic thunderbird soaring through kaleidoscopic skies. The tag felt unnaturally warm against his skin, almost vibrating with a life of its own. Nicholas had always felt a strange connection to the earth beneath his feet, but since receiving the invitation, that connection had intensified into something he could barely comprehend.
As the players prepared their discs for the first tournament of the Tempest Trials, a low rumble disturbed the morning calm. The ground beneath them trembled – subtle at first, then with growing intensity. While others stumbled and looked around in confusion, Nicholas remained perfectly balanced, his eyes closing instinctively as vibrations traveled up through his legs.
"Do you feel that?" he whispered, though no one stood close enough to hear.
The tremor subsided as quickly as it had begun, leaving most players shaken but unharmed. Nicholas, however, opened his eyes with a new awareness burning in them. He could see what others couldn't – faint lines of ancient petroglyphs glowing beneath the surface of nearby rock formations, pulsating with earthen energy.
From atop a weathered boulder emerged Gaia Stoneforge, her powerful form silhouetted against the rising sun. Her voice carried across the gathering like rolling thunder.
"The earth speaks to those who know how to listen," she proclaimed, her amber eyes scanning the crowd before settling on Nicholas with particular interest. "Today, the Thunderbird tests your connection not to the fleeting whispers of the sky, but to the enduring wisdom of stone and soil."
Nicholas felt her gaze like a physical weight, and the Canyon Crawler tag at his side seemed to grow even warmer.
The tournament began with players dividing naturally into two groups. Those drawn to Lyra's celestial guidance gathered under her banner of the Celestial Voyagers, their techniques focused on reading wind patterns and finding harmony with the air. Those responding to Gaia's earthy resonance joined the Earthbound Guardians, their throws leveraging the contours of the land and the stability of grounded stances.
Nicholas found himself gravitating toward Gaia's teachings, though something in Lyra's words still called to him like a distant melody.
"Feel the bedrock beneath your feet," Gaia instructed as Nicholas prepared for a difficult drive. "Your disc is not separate from the earth – it is born of it, shaped from materials pulled from the ground. Let it find its kindred path."
Nicholas planted his feet firmly, closing his eyes briefly to sense the subtle variations in the terrain. When he opened them again, he could almost see the ideal flight path glowing before him like a trail of earthen light. His throw released with perfect timing, the disc cutting through the air with uncanny precision before settling mere feet from the basket.
Gaia nodded with approval. "The Canyon Crawler awakens in you," she said quietly, so only Nicholas could hear. "The guardian of hidden passages recognizes its kin."
Throughout the day, players navigated the challenging River Bottoms course. The Earthbound Guardians consistently found success, their discs behaving as extensions of the land itself. Meanwhile, the Celestial Voyagers struggled, with unpredictable gusts disrupting their carefully plotted flight paths.
Lyra observed with growing concern, her serene expression masking inner turmoil. "The Thunderbird's gaze turns earthward today," she murmured to her followers. "But remember, warriors – the sky and earth are in eternal conversation. Today's whispers may become tomorrow's roars."
As the tournament progressed, Nicholas found himself on a particularly challenging hole. His drive had landed near a jagged rock formation at the river's edge. As he approached to make his next throw, the Canyon Crawler tag at his side pulsed with heat. Instinctively, he placed his hand on the cool stone, and in that moment, the world around him transformed.
The rock beneath his palm revealed intricate petroglyphs that shimmered with amber light – spiraling patterns that resembled both whirlpools in the river and cyclones in the sky. At the center was the unmistakable form of a thunderbird, its wings spread wide above a human figure holding what appeared to be a disc.
"What do you see, Canyon Crawler?" Gaia's voice came from directly behind him, causing Nicholas to startle.
"There's... something here," he replied, tracing the pattern with his fingertips. "A message. The Thunderbird... it's showing a path beneath the earth."
Gaia's usually stern expression softened momentarily. "You are the first to see what has been hidden in plain sight for centuries. The Earthbound Guardians have awaited one with your gift."
As the final holes were played, dark clouds gathered overhead, taking on a formation that, for just a moment, resembled the silhouette of a massive bird with wings spread across the horizon. A charge filled the air, raising the hair on players' arms. Nicholas's final throw seemed to draw energy from the very ground, his disc cutting through the air with a faint trail of amber light before dropping perfectly into the chains.
The tournament concluded with a decisive victory for the Earthbound Guardians. As scores were tallied and the players gathered, Gaia Stoneforge stood atop the same boulder where she had first appeared.
"Today marks the beginning of our journey to unlock the Thunderbird's true power," she announced, her voice carrying across the River Bottoms. "The earth has chosen to reveal its secrets to those who honor its strength. The Earthbound Guardians welcome all who seek to learn the language of stone and soil."
Her gaze fell once more on Nicholas, standing apart from the crowd with his Canyon Crawler tag now glowing faintly in the gathering dusk.
"Some among you," she continued, "have been chosen as vessels for ancient guardians. The Canyon Crawler has found its human counterpart. Others will emerge as we journey deeper into the Thunderbird's domain."
From the edge of the gathering, Lyra Stargazer watched with graceful composure, though concern shadowed her eyes.
"The balance shifts toward earth today," she narrated, her voice carrying a melodic undercurrent that seemed to dance on the evening breeze. "But the Thunderbird's wisdom encompasses both the depths and the heights. The Celestial Voyagers will continue to seek guidance from the stars, for the prophecy speaks of a champion who walks between worlds."
As players dispersed, preparing to journey to the site of the next trial – the Sunburst Sojourn – Nicholas lingered at the riverbank. In the water's reflection, he caught a glimpse of something impossible: his own image, but with the faint outline of a massive, stone-like creature surrounding him like a second skin. The Canyon Crawler tag in his hand pulsed once more with warmth.
Nicholas turned to find Gaia watching him from the shadows.
"What's happening to me?" he asked.
"You are becoming what you were always meant to be," she replied. "A guardian of passages between worlds. The Canyon Crawler doesn't just navigate the earth's hidden paths – it helps create them."
She approached, placing a weathered hand on his shoulder. "Tomorrow, we journey to places where the sun's energy meets the earth's power. But before then, there is something I must show you about these petroglyphs you've discovered."
As they walked away from the river, neither noticed Lyra observing from afar, her eyes tracking the faint constellation that had formed directly above them – one not seen in these skies for a thousand years.
"The earth speaks first," she whispered to the emerging stars, "but the sky keeps the longest memories. The Canyon Crawler walks a path between worlds, whether Gaia knows it or not."
In the darkness beyond the River Bottoms, distant thunder rolled across the plains – not from any storm, but from something ancient stirring from slumber, drawn by the gathering of those who carried its mark.
The Tempest Trials had begun.
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