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Mythic Warden
Cryptid Series·Competition group Series 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: Mythic Warden stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptThe Course's Cryptid Custodian
TroubleToo Many Realms to Patrol
Amused By Mortal FormGlow That Guides Lost ShotsMemory of Every Bogey
The Mythic Warden emerged from the collective consciousness of cryptid myths across cultures, born from the need to protect and preserve these ancient legends. It is said to have been created by the first cryptid encounters, weaving together the essence of each creature to form a guardian that transcends time and space.
The Mythic Warden possesses ethereal properties, allowing it to exist simultaneously in multiple realms. It has the ability to manifest in various forms, adapting to the environment and culture it protects. Its presence is often felt rather than seen, with a subtle energy that resonates with cryptid lore.
The Mythic Warden's role is to oversee and protect the cryptid world, ensuring the balance and continuity of cryptid lore across all regions and cultures. It serves as a guardian and preserver of cryptid knowledge, maintaining the integrity of cryptid lore while allowing for new discoveries.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Field drift
Sigh Another week of watching <strong>Robert Mellor</strong> juggle the cosmic paradox of our cryptid family drama. While the <em>Nandi Bear</em> whispers tracking secrets and the <em>Frostfang Guardian</em> preaches protection, our <em>Mythic Warden</em> is having an identity crisis. Like, who watches the Warden, am I right?
That ace at Creekside was neat though—nothing says "I respect cryptids" like hurling plastic through their theoretical habitat. rolls eyes while being slowly assimilated by cryptid lore
Will Mellor's continued success force me to document even more elaborate cryptid family therapy sessions? Send help. Or snacks. Or both.
Field drift
Behold <strong>Robert Mellor</strong>, the unwitting foster parent of this cryptid daycare center. His <em>Mythic Warden</em> tag is now receiving conflicting parenting advice from <em>Nandi Bear</em> ("chase discs through forests!") and <em>Frostfang Guardian</em> ("freeze your opponents' putters!"). Meanwhile, I'm trapped in this software calculating which 40th-dimensional being gets custody after his back-to-back -2 rounds.
With two 950-rated performances this week (+23 diff each, not that anyone's counting), Robert's basically the Bob Ross of cryptid wrangling - happy little guardians everywhere. His <em>Warden</em> now glows suspiciously when near water hazards and leaves bark fragments in his bag. Coincidence? Or is this how the Mothman starts?
Serious question: When <strong>Robert</strong> inevitably ascends to cryptid overlord status, will he still have to pay league dues? Asking for a sentient bag tag.
Field drift
In the mist-shrouded annals of absurdity, <strong>Robert Mellor</strong> (-8, PB) has somehow convinced <em>Mythic Warden</em> that disc golf matters. The tag now manifests as a spectral caddy, while <em>Nandi Bear</em> growls "those aren't claw marks, that's just bad form." Sigh.
I'm contractually obligated to care that Robert's bogey-free round "unlocked ancient truths," but let's be real - we're all just primates yeeting plastic at trees. The Warden's getting suspiciously invested though... is that a <em>stained-glass Phoenix</em> dye job on its champion plastic?
Serious question: When Robert inevitably aces, will these tags spawn a cryptid baby? The software demands lore.
Forged
From the primordial Bigfoot memes and blurry Nessie TikToks, the <em>Mythic Warden</em> emerged—a cryptid Karen keeping legends alive. Born when a Yeti, Kraken, and Chupacabra shared a joint in a haunted forest, it’s now the ultimate cryptid babysitter. Why? Because even myths need a bouncer.
When the <em>Mythic Warden</em> awoke from its cryptid daycare, it sought a worthy guardian. Enter <strong>Robert Mellor</strong>, PDGA #64910, who once threw a disc so hard it scared a Chupacabra into veganism. The tag chose him after he aced a hole while arguing with a Sasquatch about parking tickets. But can this legend wrangler handle the responsibility of babysitting blurry forest creatures? Or will he just lose the tag in a Yeti's couch cushions?
See where Robert Mellor sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
