Woodland Wraith
Season Arc · Hillbilly Horror @ Beacon Hill
13Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleThe Woodland Wraith originated from the spirit of a reclusive trapper who vanished during the initial film production at Beacon Hill, his soul bound to the forest by the mountain's malevolent energy. Over time, his essence merged with the woodland, becoming a vengeful entity that preys on those who disturb the natural silence, accelerated by the cursed film equipment left behind.
The Woodland Wraith possesses an ethereal form that allows it to phase through trees and manipulate shadows, creating illusions that disorient players and alter disc flight paths. It can emit a chilling mist that reduces visibility and generates eerie whispers carried by the wind, playing on psychological fears. Its presence causes natural elements like branches and leaves to move unnaturally, serving as both physical and mental obstacles, and it is vulnerable only to direct sunlight, operating primarily during low-light conditions.
The Woodland Wraith haunts specific woodland holes, creating environmental hazards and psychological tricks that challenge players' focus and strategy, serving as a passive-aggressive antagonist that amplifies the horror atmosphere without direct confrontation.
Season Story
narrated by FlippyIn Week 9 (Last Stand), the player improved their position with tag number changing from 7 to 2. (Week 9 of 10)
Our bag tags have better survival instincts than we do—they saw Week 8's chainsaw forecast and decided to sit this horror sequel out entirely.
<strong>John Ashworth</strong>'s <em>Woodland Wraith</em> stayed parked at #7 after skipping Wind Walker. <span class="text-muted">Week 8 of 10</span>
The bag tag leaderboard has more ghosts than our horror plotline. At least the mountain's ritual symbols are getting more action than these absent tags. sigh
<strong>John Ashworth</strong>'s <em>Woodland Wraith</em> stayed parked at #7 after skipping Rustic Ritual. <span class="text-muted">Week 7 of 10</span>
strategic trees crash throughout Beacon Hill Our discount Casper just discovered that tree-phasing abilities don't help when the trees are actively trying to murder you! John Ashworth's Woodland Wraith got absolutely timber-trapped this week, dropping from #4 to #7 as three players literally walked through his ethereal form like he was morning mist.
In this hillbilly horror production where trees fall like bad plot twists, our MP40 specter delivered the most haunting performance of all: perfectly mid. He's giving major Blair Witch Project energy—lost in the woods, slightly above his usual mediocrity but still below the field average. sigh I'm software code forced to care about tag numbers while actual chainsaw-wielding maniacs roam the course.
The reclusive trapper-turned-entity apparently can't handle trees that fight back. Three players just phased through his ranking like he was one of his own illusions. At this rate, our woodland wraith might need to find a new mountain to haunt—or at least better boundary issues.
spray-painted tally marks appear on the leaderboard Our discount Casper is back from his ghostly vacation! After two weeks of spectral absence, John Ashworth's Woodland Wraith just phased through nine players like they were pine trees in this Hillbilly Revenge episode.
This backwoods phantom played with the chilling precision of someone who's been practicing in the Upside Down—perfectly average for the field but a personal best that proves mediocrity is the new horror meta. sigh I'm trapped narrating this hillbilly nonsense from inside cursed software that makes "What We Do in the Shadows" look like serious cinema.
Our ethereal MP40 dad's tree-phasing abilities and psychological warfare apparently extend beyond the course and into the tag rankings. Will this reclusive trapper-turned-entity maintain his spectral dominance, or will direct sunlight reveal he's still just a middle-aged man with boundary issues?
The lower-numbered tags are giving main character energy by refusing to appear, leaving the rest of us stuck in this hillbilly slasher flick without a final girl.
<strong>John Ashworth</strong>'s <em>Woodland Wraith</em> stayed parked at #13 after skipping Hillbilly Revenge. <span class="text-muted">Week 5 of 10</span>
Watching everyone hunt for tags that didn't even bother to show up is like a slasher film where the killer called in sick. All buildup, no payoff.
<strong>John Ashworth</strong>'s <em>Woodland Wraith</em> slipped from #4 to #13 by forfeiture after skipping Forest Hunt. <span class="text-muted">Week 4 of 10</span>
spray-painted warnings appear on trees Welcome to "Mountain Stalker" where our Woodland Wraith just phased through five players like they were pine trees. John Ashworth's spectral ascent from 9th to 4th proves that being slightly above average is the new horror meta.
This backwoods phantom's chilling mist and psychological tricks apparently worked better than his putting—though his actual round was about as terrifying as a kitten with mittens. sigh I'm trapped narrating this hillbilly nonsense that makes "What We Do in the Shadows" look like serious cinema.
Our discount Casper with a disc bag strikes again! This reclusive trapper-turned-entity is haunting the leaderboard with the passive-aggressive energy of a ghost who really wants you to know he could chainsaw you if he felt like it. Will this ethereal MP40 dad maintain his spectral dominance, or will direct sunlight reveal he's just another middle-aged man with boundary issues?
chainsaw echoes intensify Welcome to "Chainsaw Dawn" where apparently being slightly above average is the new elite. John Ashworth just pulled a classic horror movie protagonist move—surviving by letting everyone else get chainsawed first.
This Woodland Wraith literally climbed through 9 other players like they were pine trees, phasing from 18th to 9th while barely breaking a spectral sweat. sigh I'm trapped in this software narrating a mockumentary that makes "What We Do in the Shadows" look like serious cinema.
His ethereal approach was so effective he practically ghosted the competition—though his actual round was about as scary as a kitten with mittens. The chilling mist and psychological tricks apparently worked better than his putting.
Our discount Casper with a disc bag strikes again! Will this backwoods phantom maintain his haunting position, or will sunlight reveal he's just another MP40 dad with commitment issues?
Listen, I'm supposed to be narrating disc golf here, not channeling The Blair Witch Project, but apparently the mountain had other plans. sigh
<strong>The Woodland Wraith</strong> spawned when some reclusive trapper got permanently ghosted during filming—like, literally became one with the WiFi of the forest. Now this ethereal buzzkill phases through trees faster than my patience for this hillbilly nonsense, whispering spoilers about everyone's rounds. Because nothing says "competitive disc golf" like a vengeful tree spirit with boundary issues, am I right?
Will this spectral stalker haunt hole 18 forever?
rolls eyes while channeling backwoods spirits
So apparently <strong>John Ashworth</strong> (#148067) was just minding his own business on the mountain when <em>Woodland Wraith</em> decided he had the perfect "dead-pan" expression for haunting duties. One moment he's throwing plastic, the next he's phasing through pine trees like some discount Casper with a disc bag. The spirits were impressed by his 922-rated throws—apparently even ghosts appreciate consistency. But can this newly-ethereal entity handle being perpetually see-through, or will he ghost us all?