Tap the tag to flip it — the back is what prints on the acrylic.
Dust Sentinel
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: Dust Sentinel stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptDust-Ancient Guardian of True Scores
TroubleWashes Away in Heavy Rain
B Pool's Quiet ProtectorWhispered Warning to SandbaggersGolden Light in Its Chest
Before the Salt Lake Accords were signed, before the factions organized, there were simply the original courses—dusty, windswept, and imbued with the raw magic of competitive spirit. The Dust Sentinel coalesced from this primordial playing ground: the first dust kicked up on the first tee, the first grit in the first bunker. It is among the oldest entities in the league.
A rough, granular form that appears as a standing figure made of compacted dirt, sand, and aged organic matter. Its 'features' are worn smooth by time—two hollows for eyes, a suggestion of a nose, and a crack that might be a mouth. It smells of ancient sun-baked earth and forgotten tournaments.
It enforces the most fundamental rules: honest play, proper scoring, and the integrity of the rating system. Unlike the Ink Serpent's passive documentation, the Dust Sentinel actively intervenes when it senses cheating, sandbagging, or rating manipulation. Its interventions are rare but final—some players have been 'dust-marked' and quietly banned from the league.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Forged
It formed before anybody decided this league needed rules — just some wind, some dirt, and a tee pad that hadn’t seen rain since the Reagan administration. Each speck of grit it gathered wore the memory of a bad kick, a missed putt, a scorecard thrown in frustration. Now it waits for a player petty enough to carry it.
The Dust Sentinel sat in the dry dirt for thirty years before Nicole Galindo's putter skipped across the brush, spun twice, and planted itself at its feet. picks up clipboard That's the thing about primordial grit: it doesn't chase anyone. It waits for someone who plays like they've got something to prove to the weather itself. Tag 53 found its first carrier.
Forged
Week 6
assigned #53
adjusts headset Nicole Galindo's first bag tag is Tag 53, handed over by a Dust Sentinel that spent thirty years in dry dirt and has now watched a Second Loop come through at 126 strokes against a field average of 70.2 — +55.8 on the day, with a round rating of -172. The Court's ledger has one mercy in it: that's Galindo's personal average to the stroke, so the deepening freeze took precisely nothing the Queen hadn't already collected. Primordial grit doesn't chase anybody, it waits, and right now it's waiting to find out whether it survives real competition or goes back to the dirt and the wind it came from.
See where Nicole Galindo sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
