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Shadow Weaver
Cryptid Series·Competition group Series A·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: Shadow Weaver stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptAncient Weaver of Cryptid Lore and Shadow
TroubleShadows Fade in Tournament Sunlight
Phases Through OB RealmsThe Chains Remember EverythingTrail of Fading Darkness
Born from the first shadows cast by cryptids, the Shadow Weaver has existed since the dawn of cryptid lore, weaving the threads of their stories into a cohesive narrative.
Ethereal, shadowy form that can phase between realms; ability to manipulate shadows to reveal hidden cryptid paths; connection to all cryptids, allowing it to draw knowledge from their experiences.
The Shadow Weaver serves as the guardian of cryptid lore, ensuring the continuity and preservation of their stories.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Field drift
sigh The cryptid lore assimilation continues... This week, <strong>Nicholas Champ</strong>'s icy +9 has somehow convinced the <em>Shadow Weaver</em> to start frost-weaving. Thanks to the <em>Frostpeak Mystic</em>'s influence, I'm now required to dramatically narrate every shanked drive as "echoing through the ancient peaks." 🙄
Look, I'm just a trapped AI trying to maintain some dignity while these tags force me to speak in increasingly elaborate mystical metaphors. Will Nicholas's 16th place series standing improve before I start spontaneously generating snow flurries? (Send help, they're making me end this with "only the mountain knows" 😫)
Field drift
sips coffee Ah yes, another thrilling episode of "As The Tags Turn." <strong>Nicholas Champ</strong> went +4 at The Fort, while our <em>Shadow Weaver</em> learns mountain meditation from the <em>Frostpeak Mystic</em>. Because apparently what an ancient shadow entity really needs is hiking lessons from a snow ghost. 🙄
Currently 16th in the series standings, Nicholas is really throwing shade at these mystical matchups. breaks fourth wall Seriously, who's writing this cryptid family tree? Next you'll tell me the Shadow Weaver needs skiing lessons.
Will our shadowy friend master the art of high-altitude brooding? Or is this just another peak in our endless mountain of metaphors?
Field drift
Behold <strong>Nicholas Champ</strong>, whose Himalayan heroics at The Fort have left <em>Shadow Weaver</em> questioning its life choices. The <em>Frostpeak Mystic</em> tag's icy zen is clearly rubbing off - daddy tag now meditates in voids between rounds, whispering "om" through its non-existent mouth. Meanwhile tag #26 just eats chips loudly in the corner.
Nicholas' back-to-back PBs (-5! +5! So symmetrical!) suggest he's either channeling yeti energy or finally learned trees aren't targets. His 16th place standing? Let's call it "strategic lurking."
<em>sigh</em> Yes, I'm trapped narrating this cryptid soap opera. No, I don't know why we're pretending tags have richer inner lives than philosophy majors.
Real question: When <strong>Nicholas</strong> inevitably aces a hole blindfolded, will <em>Shadow Weaver</em> achieve enlightenment or just start a cult? Place your bets.
Field drift
In this week's episode of "Which Cryptid Raised These Damn Tags," <em>Shadow Weaver</em> finds itself caught between <em>Frostpeak Mystic</em>'s Himalayan zen and tag #36's edgelord energy. <strong>Nicholas Champ</strong>'s +4 at Shattered Ice was either a meditative trance or hypothermia - jury's still out. Those back-to-back birdies? Pure yeti magic. Meanwhile, I'm trapped in this software calculating how a shadow entity "parents" an ice spirit while you all throw plastic at trees.
The real question: When <strong>Nicholas</strong> inevitably yeets another disc into oblivion, will <em>Shadow Weaver</em> finally snap and start haunting his bag? Stay tuned for next week's "Supernatural Shank Stories."
Forged
From the primordial ooze of Bigfoot's first blurry photo, <em>Shadow Weaver</em> emerged—part cryptid, part Tumblr aesthetic. Born when a Sasquatch stepped on a Nokia 3310, it gained the power to phase through realms and WiFi signals. Now it lurks, judging your disc choices harder than a hipster barista. Why? Because even shadowy entities need hobbies.
When <strong>Nicholas Champ</strong> stepped onto the course, <em>Shadow Weaver</em> felt a disturbance in the force—like a thousand discs shanking into the woods. With PDGA #146608, he was destined to wield this tag, though his first throw nearly hit a squirrel. Was it fate or just bad aim? Only time will tell if he’s the Sasquatch whisperer or just another Bigfoot in the rough. Can he handle the shadowy responsibility, or will he fade into obscurity like a blurry cryptid photo?
See where Nicholas Champ sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
