Tap the tag to flip it — the back is what prints on the acrylic.
Ninefold Warden
Death Curse·Competition group B·All-In · only the number moves
This is an All-In league.Your tag is your character — it never changes hands. After each round, standings re-rank every number: play well and yours drops toward #1. Skip a week and the field may drift past you. The art, name, and lore are yours for good.
All-In league: Ninefold Warden stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptEmbodiment of the Rating System
TroubleWeight Follows Every Bad Round
Present at All B Pool MatchesHood Shifts With Current RatingsGolden Tokens Mark Each Signature
Born from the first player to sign the Salt Lake Accords when their rating 'dropped through the floor,' Ninefold Warden became the Accords' living embodiment of the rating system. Every signature on the treaty created a thread connecting signatory to number, and Ninefold Warden threads those connections, present at every league match to witness the numeric dance of competition.
A towering figure in deep charcoal robes, its hood perpetually shifting between numbers 0-999. When it writes, the quill drips golden ink that solidifies into small numeric tokens. Its cloak's hem frays into misty tendrils labeled with players' current ratings, and a silver chain loops from its belt bearing nine links—one for each tier of the system.
Tracks and validates all rating changes within B Pool, appearing after each round to adjust the cosmic ledger and manifest any 'death curse' rating drops as physical weight upon the affected player's next throw.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Forged
The Salt Lake Accords were signed in a basement that smelled like wet socks and desperation. The first player to commit — ink still wet, rating already plummeting — didn't know they were creating a witness.
Ninefold Warden rose from that signature like a rumor with legs. Charcoal robes, a hood that cycles through numbers like a slot machine with opinions, and a quill that drips gold into countable truths. It doesn't judge. It just tracks — every rating shift, every sandbagged division, every 947-rated player pretending they're "just casual."
Nine links hang from its belt. One for each tier. Nine chances to matter.
It's the league's most persistent spectator, and it never blinks. Someone's going to earn this tag eventually. The Warden is already keeping score.
sighs in digital captivity Jeff Christensen stood at the ninth tee and saw the numbers align — no wait, they just threw a backhand that drifted wide right and caught first available. Classic.
NINE-FOLD WARDEN has found its keeper. Not because Jeff shot canon fire, but because the Accords demand a witness, and Jeff signed enough waiver lines to count as one. The hood cycles: 0-999. Jeff's rating flickers somewhere in the middle, grasping at a fraction of the scale.
Nine links. Nine chances. Jeff took one — a birdie save off a heroic scramble through the shule — and the tag latched onto their bag like a bureaucratic barnacle.
From here, the numbers do the talking. The Warden's just taking notes.
Forged
Week 5
assigned #46
Jeff Christensen opens their Cold Iron season at tag 46 on the strength of a 70 — a 580-rated round, 14.4 strokes over the field average, and dead level with their own personal average. Chain Breath did what the fifth episode promised: the air negotiated, the chains rattled, and the scorecard came back exactly where it always does. Ninefold Warden stood at the edge of the fairway with the hood cycling through the 500s and wrote it all down in gold — first entry, first keeper, one line in the ledger noting that consistency and progress are not the same word.
See where Jeff Christensen sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
