Treaty Wraith

Born from the first signature on the Salt Lake Accords—a drop of ink infused with bureaucratic fury that refused to fade when the parchment was filed. The Wraith haunts the space between scorecard and official rating, witnessed only by those who've seen their rating drop in real-time.

Composed of layered stencil-cuts like old spray-paint on concrete, with neon gold drips trailing from where signatures should be. Its form shifts between a robed clerk and a basketball-style scoreboard, the neon numbers always flickering toward a lower rating.

Appears when players question their rating drop, delivering rulings with the weariness of someone who's seen every excuse. Holds players accountable to the letter of the Accords while occasionally allowing loopholes for creative interpretation.