Sigil Custodian

Born from the overspray of the first Creekside treaty signing, this aerosol entity coalesced in the neon-green and gold drips that pooled against the chain-link fence behind hole three. The chaotic energy of the Accords itself animated the pigment, and the Sigil Custodian has been patrolling courses ever since, treating every weathered concrete tee pad as a canvas that demands their attention. They emerged fully formed from a particularly spectacular drip that spelled out the Wardens' oath in accidental calligraphy.

Their body is a shimmering cloud of compressed pigment with a core of aerosol propellant that rattles like a duffel bag full of cans when they move. They leave a faint mist of overspray wherever they patrol, and their voice carries the hollow hiss of a shaken spray can. Neon drips bead along their limbs like sweat, and the gold secondary color of the Accords glints through their outline whenever they pass a basket.

Patrols the courses between rounds, refreshing faded sigils and re-stenciling faction mascots that have been worn down by spikes and weather. They treat each basket as a sacred document requiring daily attention, and they leave fresh markings on tee pads that have grown smooth from use. Players who carry their tag are expected to report any markings that have begun to fade.