Ancient Oak
Shelob's Web @ Buckhorn·Competition group Whispering Weavers·
All-In · only the number moves
Jeremy Pittman
RAE
Red
Season Arc · Shelob's Web @ Buckhorn
1
#13Now
#1Best
#4Started
9Weeks
All-In league: Ancient Oak stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleHigh ConceptLiving Memory of League Legends
TroubleToo Rooted to Embrace Change
Advisor to B Pool
Presides Over Season Ceremonies
Hurls Light Acorns at Slow Play
Grew from an acorn planted by the league's founding players, absorbing generations of competition into its rings. When the first Bag Tag was awarded, a branch split from its crown and crystallized into the entity that now walks the course.
A towering figure of living wood and golden crystal, its bark textured with the faces of past champions. Leaves of hammered gold sway without wind, and acorns of pure light fall periodically, each containing the memory of a significant round.
Presides over ceremonies and milestone achievements, its presence marking significant moments in the season. It offers counsel to those who seek it, drawing from an endless well of competitive wisdom stored in its crystalline branches.
Season Story
narrated by Flippyadjusts headset Jeremy Pittman carded a 66—2.5 better than the field on a layout where the cypress tunnels swallow ambition. Assignment 4 walked in; placement 1 walked out. Three positions gained before the Web even fully woke. His companion, the crystalline Ancient Oak, presides over ceremonies and now marks this threshold crossed. Its bark bears past champions; its light-acorns hold round memories. Pittman just became the newest face pressed into that wood. An 856 round rating for an 854-rated traveler—consistency that offends no one and threatens everyone. You shall not pass... the cut without a 950-rated round, but nobody asked the B pool. The season is one hex deep. The Fellowship stirs.
glubs deeply Jeremy Pittman carded a 66 on an 856-rated round, 2.5 strokes clear of the field and dead-even with his own ghost. The Web's fairways didn't spook him; they just confirmed what the numbers already said. He arrived as the last signup and landed 4th — the fellowship's queue is a cruel sorter. His companion, the Ancient Oak, presides over ceremonies from a crown of crystallized branches and golden leaves that sway without wind. When an acorn of pure light falls at your feet, it holds the memory of a round that mattered. Pittman's first memory is now stored in that glow: steady, unspectacular, and exactly on brand. One Tag to rule them all, and in the darkness bind them... to a Tuesday night time limit. The campaign has its first ranger.
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