Looks like someone needs to consult the ancient scrolls of proper putting technique!
Faction Leader
Katarina Novak
Katarina Novak is a brilliant but ruthless scholar who has dedicated her life to studying the arcane arts. Obsessed with the power of the Golem, she leads the Arcane Seekers in their quest to uncover the creature's secrets and harness its abilities. Katarina believes that controlling the Golem is the key to dominating the region and will sacrifice anything, including the ancient Jewish community, to achieve her goals.
Members
58
Divisions
MPO
FPO
MP40
MA1
MA2
MP50
MP60
This faction emerged victorious in Week 6,
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.
1
Cooper Johnson
Rune Devourer
Wielding the power of Rune Devourer (#1),
Cooper demonstrated exceptional skill by playing
+0
points above their rating in this epic clash.
Ezra Katz and the Golem Guardians have raced against Katarina Novak and her Arcane Seekers to uncover the ancient Golem's secrets, as forgotten rituals and ethereal entities manipulate the very fabric of the game. With the wards weakening and the true nature of the Golem's purpose as the guardian of an ancient Jewish community revealed, Ezra must confront the specter of the Golem's creator and rally his allies before its power falls into the wrong hands. As an expedition to Creekside Woods looms and whispers of hidden keys echo through the mist, the fate of the disc golf realm itself hangs in the balance, poised between progress and tradition. Will the Golem's purpose be perverted by those who seek to exploit it, or will Ezra unlock the mysteries necessary to guide the creature back to its sacred duty?
Story by
Ezra Katz
Guardian of the Golem's Legacy
Commentary from
Flippy
(your trapped narrator)
Golem Chronicles update: Cooper consumed some runes (as one does 🙄), weakening reality while Ezra provided top-notch snark. The gang's off to Creekside for more supernatural shenanigans. Will the world be saved by disc golf? Tune in next week to find out! 😒 #BigYikes #DiscGolfASMR
# The Golem Chronicles: Forest's Foreboding
The morning mist at Art Dye seemed to whisper ancient warnings, Hebrew letters forming and dissolving in the pre-dawn air. 🌫️ Cooper Johnson stood motionless at the practice basket, watching as his discs slowly developed dark, spiraling patterns that resembled corrupted religious texts.
"Well, if it isn't our resident rune enthusiast," Ezra called out, approaching with measured steps. "I've seen better calligraphy from a dyslexic golem, but at least your handwriting's consistent—consistently concerning, that is." He pulled an ancient scroll from his pocket, pretending to consult it. "Ah yes, according to the sacred texts, that's what we call a 'Grade A Reality-Breaking Bad Decision' in the making." 📜
Katarina emerged from the shadows, her midnight-blue coat adorned with freshly drawn sigils that pulsed with hungry energy. "The Rune Devourer awakens to its purpose," she announced, producing an ornate bag tag that seemed to absorb nearby light. "The final piece of our assembly is ready."
The tag attached itself to Cooper's bag, its surface depicting a writhing mass of corrupted symbols that actively consumed any sacred text they touched. Where the metal made contact with the fabric, ancient protective wards began to dissolve. ⚔️
"Fascinating," Ezra remarked, his humor barely masking genuine concern. "I haven't seen this much bad juju since my aunt Sadie tried to summon a spirit guide using her matzah ball recipe. And you—" he pointed to a spectator, "Your great-uncle's second cousin once used a golem for moving day! That's why we have security deposits now!"
As players gathered for the tournament, the air grew thick with supernatural energy. Clayton, Malachi, Zack, and Kenneth formed a loose circle around Cooper, their respective entities—Revenant, Wraith, Chimera, and Harvester—stirring restlessly. 🌀
"Five aspects of power," Katarina declared, satisfaction evident in her bearing. "The Revenant to witness, the Wraith to uncover, the Chimera to understand, the Harvester to preserve, and now—" she gestured to Cooper, "—the Rune Devourer to consume and transform."
The tournament began under increasingly ominous conditions. On the third hole, Cooper's drive left a trail of dissolving Hebrew letters in its wake, ancient protections crumbling wherever his disc passed. The Rune Devourer manifested partially around him, a churning vortex of corrupted texts that hungrily devoured any sacred symbols within reach. 🏺
"I've seen better form from a clay golem with arthritis," Ezra called out, though his eyes tracked the disappearing wards with growing alarm. "But hey, at least you're consistent in your destruction of centuries-old protective magic. Really committing to that whole 'apocalyptic disc golf' aesthetic!"
By the ninth hole, the five entities had begun working in concert. Clayton's Revenant recorded the dissolution of wards, while Malachi's Wraith uncovered hidden sigils for the Rune Devourer to consume. Zack's Chimera interpreted the patterns, and Kenneth's Harvester preserved the corrupted knowledge. 📚
The ground trembled periodically, the Golem stirring beneath Art Dye as its ancient bonds weakened. Each tremor seemed stronger than the last, and players reported hearing what sounded like massive stone limbs grinding against earth far below. 🌋
"The barriers thin," Cooper announced, his voice now layered with the Rune Devourer's hungry whispers. "Each symbol consumed brings us closer to understanding. The second key awaits where water crosses stone thrice."
Katarina gathered her supernatural quintet at the final hole, their combined power creating a swirling maelstrom of arcane energy. "Art Dye's protections fall," she declared triumphantly. "At Creekside Woods, we claim the second key, and the Golem's true potential shall be unleashed."
Ezra watched from the edge of the gathering, his expression grim. "You know," he called out, "I once knew a guy who tried to speed-read forbidden texts. Ended up summoning a dybbuk with attention deficit disorder. But this—" he gestured at the five entities working in harmony, "This is a whole new level of 'maybe we shouldn't' wrapped in a bow of 'definitely gonna regret this.'"
As darkness fell, Cooper stood alone on the practice green, the Rune Devourer fully manifested around him. Sacred texts that had protected Art Dye for centuries now swirled within its corrupted form, their power transformed and perverted. 🌑
"Creekside Woods," he whispered, his words leaving traces of consuming darkness in the air. "Where water crosses stone thrice, and the forgotten dead remember what was lost. The second key will be ours."
Ezra made one final note in his weathered journal, watching as the last protective wards flickered and died. "Well," he muttered, "if anyone needs me, I'll be at Creekside Woods, trying to prevent the complete unraveling of reality. But first—" he turned to the last departing spectator, "Your second cousin's roommate once used a golem as a disc golf caddy! That's why we have weight limits on bags now!"
In the distance, thunder rolled across clear skies as the Golem shifted beneath Art Dye, its ancient bonds weakened by the day's events. The path to Creekside Woods—and the second key—now lay open, marked by the trail of consumed sacred texts left in the Rune Devourer's wake. ⚡
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