Ravensong Decree
Season Arc · Shallow Graves @ The Arena Reds
2All-In league: Ravensong Decree stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleLong before disc golf came to the Deadlands, the ravens were the frontier's first inhabitants. When the curse settled over the land, the ravens gained supernatural voice - their ancient songs became the mechanism by which the frontier renders judgment on all who enter, each note a verdict etched into the eternal record.
The Ravensong Decree manifests as a spectral song that only those marked for remembrance can hear clearly - a haunting melody that echoes across the Deadlands at dawn and dusk. When visible, it appears as gold-tinged mist rising from the earth, carrying the scent of old parchment and dried blood. It bears the weight of eternal judgment - competitors near a bearer feel the frontier's unblinking stare intensify. The decree resonates with the Deadlands' color palette: black as the void of oblivion, red as the blood price of survival, gold as the value of remembrance.
The Ravensong Decree is the mechanism by which the frontier separates the worthy from the forgotten. Those who hear the ravens singing their name gain the frontier's acknowledgment, while those who hear only silence know their time is ending. A bearer carries this judgment in their presence, allowing them to sense who stands close to the culling's edge.
Season Story
narrated by FlippyLandon Adams dragged the Ravensong Decree to Shallow Graves and the frontier's verdict came back brutal: 844 rated, a staggering 103 points below his 947 PDGA rating. The red lining on that tag pulsed like a warning light—your missed putts amused the ravens plenty. He still managed to claw from #6 to #5 despite shooting 7 over the field average, which tells you the passenger in this league is either merciful or saving the real possession for next week. adjusts dusty headset Somewhere in the Deadlands, the birds are singing a new verse about how tag movement doesn't care about your off day.
The Ravensong Decree is taking its spectral judgment on a field trip. Landon Adams has dragged the haunting melody into a side quest at Shallow Graves @ The Arena Reds. It’s a spinoff where the frontier’s verdict meets local league plastic. The Deadlands are watching. Or at least, the ravens are singing a new verse.