The Church of Tymora
“Remember that sometimes not getting what you want is a wonderful stroke of luck.
Luck? Perhaps. But more often, I dare to say, luck is simply the advantage a true warrior gains in executing the correct course of action.”
The Church of Tymora - was an organization dedicated to the worship of the goddess of good luck, Tymora. Tymoran temples were spread throughout the heartlands of Faerun.Places of worship differed significantly from each other in powers, manners, and titles, though, with little overall authority or hierarchy. They were independent from each other, and each temple reflected the tastes of its high priestess or priest. Despite their differences, they also had some standards that were present in most of the temples. The common item worn by all clergy of Lady Luck was the disk of Tymora, usually carried on a small chain, while blue and silver colors were often seen on clerical dresses. The Church of Tymora didn't discriminate, and saw all races and sexes as equal in the eyes of Tymora. However, in practice, most exalted ranks of the priesthood consisted of human women.
Dogma
Members of Tymoran faith believed that one should be bold and trust in one's own luck. Priests of Tymora were taught to think of themselves as their own masters and be brave enough to accept both good and bad fortune, as a trust in their goddess and in themselves.
Life is full of luck, like getting dealt a good hand, or simply by being in the right place at the right time. Some people get luck handed to them, a second chance, a save. It can happen heroically, or by a simple coincidence , but there are those who don’t get luck on a shiny platter, who end up in the wrong place at the wrong time, who don’t get saved. I'm a greater believer in luck, and I find the harder I work the more I have of it.
Many people in our world relies on luck like gamblers and even some adventurers. But I wonder have they ever read the book of Tymora? Its quite the interesting read. The book is even made available within the church of Tymora in the northern part of the city, the Manorborn district to be precise. I've found that luck is quite predictable. If you want more luck, take more chances. Be more active. Show up more often.
A known bartender took his leave and slowly walked out of the Church of Tymora, but not before playing a game. A machine of sorts, perhaps gnomish made? Who ever built it, the woman name Mischa whos been upkeeping the church had called the machine an abomination. For she doesn't ever seem to win at the game. The bartender smiled and flipped a single coin in the air only to catch it on its fall as he pulled the lever of the machine.
It would be said, the bartender that night had walked away with two hundred gold coins, after winning against the machine at his very first attempt.
“Remember that sometimes not getting what you want is a wonderful stroke of luck.
Luck? Perhaps. But more often, I dare to say, luck is simply the advantage a true warrior gains in executing the correct course of action.”
The Church of Tymora - was an organization dedicated to the worship of the goddess of good luck, Tymora. Tymoran temples were spread throughout the heartlands of Faerun.Places of worship differed significantly from each other in powers, manners, and titles, though, with little overall authority or hierarchy. They were independent from each other, and each temple reflected the tastes of its high priestess or priest. Despite their differences, they also had some standards that were present in most of the temples. The common item worn by all clergy of Lady Luck was the disk of Tymora, usually carried on a small chain, while blue and silver colors were often seen on clerical dresses. The Church of Tymora didn't discriminate, and saw all races and sexes as equal in the eyes of Tymora. However, in practice, most exalted ranks of the priesthood consisted of human women.
Dogma
Members of Tymoran faith believed that one should be bold and trust in one's own luck. Priests of Tymora were taught to think of themselves as their own masters and be brave enough to accept both good and bad fortune, as a trust in their goddess and in themselves.
Life is full of luck, like getting dealt a good hand, or simply by being in the right place at the right time. Some people get luck handed to them, a second chance, a save. It can happen heroically, or by a simple coincidence , but there are those who don’t get luck on a shiny platter, who end up in the wrong place at the wrong time, who don’t get saved. I'm a greater believer in luck, and I find the harder I work the more I have of it.
Many people in our world relies on luck like gamblers and even some adventurers. But I wonder have they ever read the book of Tymora? Its quite the interesting read. The book is even made available within the church of Tymora in the northern part of the city, the Manorborn district to be precise. I've found that luck is quite predictable. If you want more luck, take more chances. Be more active. Show up more often.
A known bartender took his leave and slowly walked out of the Church of Tymora, but not before playing a game. A machine of sorts, perhaps gnomish made? Who ever built it, the woman name Mischa whos been upkeeping the church had called the machine an abomination. For she doesn't ever seem to win at the game. The bartender smiled and flipped a single coin in the air only to catch it on its fall as he pulled the lever of the machine.
It would be said, the bartender that night had walked away with two hundred gold coins, after winning against the machine at his very first attempt.
