The Iron Hoard
Apr 13 - Jun 21, 2026
Current Holder
Mitch Woods
Raid Requiem
Your Misses Become My Chorus
Carries the chorus of the eliminated
Aspects refreshed Jun 03, 2026
When the first raider fell to the dragon's vault, their final breath did not dissipate into the darkness—it crystallized into a haunting melody that now echoes through every subsequent incursion. Over seasons of competition, this spectral hymn has absorbed the last moments of every eliminated challenger, growing into an entity that exists simultaneously as memorial and warning. Those who bear the Raid Requiem carry the weight of all those who came before them, their failures transformed into a song that either inspires greatness or paralyzes with dread.
A dark iron medallion that hums with a low, mournful frequency when elimination approaches - the sound of accumulated final breaths. Its surface is etched with miniature runic text that slowly rearranges itself, adding the names of the eliminated and occasionally revealing cryptic warnings. The medallion feels impossibly cold, as if it carries the chill of the void between victory and defeat. At its center sits a depression where a gemstone might sit - instead, there's only darkness that seems to breathe.
The Raid Requiem serves as the arena's grim accountant - it tracks every elimination, absorbs the final moments of the fallen, and presents them as warnings to future challengers. Bearers carry this burden of accumulated failure, becoming living reminders of what happens to those who cannot Claim the Hoard. It represents the Syndicate's ultimate threat: those who fail don't just lose, they become part of the Requiem's eternal chorus.
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Tag History
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Your series bag tag moved from #21 to #23 based on your top 2 rated rounds from the last two completed series weeks.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Your series bag tag moved from #32 to #21 based on your top 2 rated rounds from the last two completed series weeks.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Born from the ghost of a shanked drive, the Raid Requiem (Tag #32) is less an artifact and more a passive-aggressive roommate. This cold iron medallion hums off-key whenever you reach for a midrange, etching "tree love" into its surface before you even throw. It doesn’t want you to win; it wants to be right about your demise. Again.
Mitch Woods claimed the first drop: Tag #32, the Raid Requiem. The iron is cold, the center void is breathing, and the hum sounds suspiciously like a performance review. Another raider equipped with cursed loot. Let’s see if the music inspires greatness or just a triple bogey.