<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306478.msg14928977#msg14928977">Quote from: Nastara on 20-06-2019, 20:21:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Fugue</strong>, how exciting to have a Luminite in our party!  What drew you to join us specifically?  Does your order approve of you being out in the world in this way?<br/>It sounds like Luminites could be a little controversial, there's some gods that disapprove of gambling!  Do they have temples in major cities? How common is worship of Lumin?<br/>Thank you, Fugue!  Hope to get lucky with you soon!</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="floatright">(https://imgur.com/D7Ukj2C.jpg)</div><br/>"Oooh, well thats a right clever question innit?  See, here's the thing to know about Lumin... she doesn't exactly have enemies amongst the Gods, Goddesses, Demons, and the like, but she ain't got a slew of fast friends neither.  See, most anyone in power, they are all trying to get you to do stuff for 'em.  Want your life to be better?  Well give money to the church, suck off the priest, do some silly dance at one in the morning in a rainstorm, that stuff.  Lumin comes along and spills the beans that, well, ain't none of that matter.  Life is a roll of the die, so all you gotta do is endure the bad and suck every drop of pleasure out of the good, right?<br/><br/>"Well, I don't need to tell you that the other Gods don't much like all their rituals and the like being dismissed, so none of them quite like Mistress Lums, but neither is she really THAT bad for 'em.  If you're the God of Glorious Battle, you spend your time fighting the Goddess of Poison, right?  No one is at war with Lums, she just frustrates them.  Same for the world... ain't a whole slew of churches to Lumin, and the one's that are are more like casino's with an alter, right?  But the people... ah the people love Lumin.  Ain't a whole lot that worship JUST her, but Luminite Festivals always draw the crowds!  Basically... well... imagine if there was a Goddess of Breathing.  Like... not THAT exciting, right?  But no one is going to deny her, right?  So the people all respect Lumin and pray to her before the die is cast... but very few dedicate themselves to her, exclusive-like.<br/><br/>"Now, and this is where it gets good, while all the Gods and Government are right pissed at Lumin for being random and callous and not respecting their customs... well... thats kind of how the other Luminites view me... they all like roulette wheels, poker, dice, and the like.  Strip poker is also a thing but they view my Rite... I've told you about my rite haven't I?  Its a great rite, ain't another rite likes it.  Some people tell you that might makes right?  That's stupid.  Rite makes right!<br/><br/>"... Sorry.  Anyhow, they see my rite as an outlier, an interesting excursion... and they see me as a bit of a freak for liking it so much.  They want chance to flow and destiny to change with every hand, so my game having a punishment that lasts a whole night seems a good bit odd to them... still, you ain't got to worry about the Lums too much... they think I'm a bit cracked, but they definately won't be trying to shut me up... probably!<br/><br/>"OH!  Actually, now that I'm thinking on that... there is one group that you might be aware of, and thats them wild mage-types.  Its a bit odd, but Lumin and the Wild Mages don't get on at all!  I think its probably because wild magic kinda does what Lumin does without Lumin being involved, and that is just a wedgie up her frock innit?  Actually, I bet those eldritch-eyed lads are pretty well the same... when you're mind has shattered, everything seems random... and they just naturally don't get on with those of us that are both random AND sane.<br/><br/>"Lastly... is it lastly?  Well, lastly enough for me!  What brought me here?  Well, that's a bit of a dumb question isn't it?  Chance did!  I was seven deep in the cups a good bit ago and was trying to figure out what to do next, so I tossed a die over me shoulder.  When I turnt about to read it, I found it had gone down the cleavage of a brown haired wood-wench!  Those are my lucky dice, so I sure wasn't going to be one to give them up and so I plopped a hand down her shirt to go after them but, wouldn't you know it, the lass grabbed my hand to keep me from getting my hand back out!<br/><br/>"Well, long story short, after neither groping or tickling got my hand back free, and after the woman went and showed half the room what kind of panties I were wearing, we decided to settle it in the mugs.  It was probably a bad bet on my part, being so deep in the slosh already... and before long I found the room spinning and leaning heavily into Missy Woods-Wench.  Well, her name was Abigail and I won't get into TOO many lurid details about what happened next, both because that would be inappropriate and because I only remember a few of them anyway.  Next morning, she told me that I had to follow along with her since I lost and, while I don't technically have too, seemed a right lark, don't it?"