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'''Offler''' is the [[chaotic]] [[god]] of the [[Tourist]] pantheon.
 
'''Offler''' is the [[chaotic]] [[god]] of the [[Tourist]] pantheon.
  
 
==Encyclopedia entry==
 
==Encyclopedia entry==
Blind Io took up the dice-box, which was a skull whose various
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orifices had been stoppered with rubies, and with several of
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his eyes on the Lady he rolled three fives.  She smiled.  This
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Blind Io took up the dice-box, which was a skull whose various
was the nature of the Lady's eyes:  they were bright green,
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orifices had been stoppered with rubies, and with several of
lacking iris or pupil, and they glowed from within.  
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his eyes on the Lady he rolled three fives.  She smiled.  This
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was the nature of the Lady's eyes:  they were bright green,
The room was silent as she scrabbled in her box of pieces and,
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lacking iris or pupil, and they glowed from within.
from the very bottom, produced a couple that she set down on
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the board with two decisive clicks.  The rest of the players,
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The room was silent as she scrabbled in her box of pieces and,
as one God, craned forward to peer at them.
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from the very bottom, produced a couple that she set down on
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the board with two decisive clicks.  The rest of the players,
"A wenegade wiffard and fome fort of clerk," said Offler the
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as one God, craned forward to peer at them.
Crocodile God, hindered as usual by his tusks.  "Well,
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weally!"  With one claw he pushed a pile of bone-white tokens
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"A wenegade wiffard and fome fort of clerk," said Offler the
into the centre of the table.
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Crocodile God, hindered as usual by his tusks.  "Well,
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weally!"  With one claw he pushed a pile of bone-white tokens
The Lady nodded slightly.  She picked up the dice-cup and held
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into the centre of the table.
it as steady as a rock, yet all the Gods could hear the three
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cubes rattling about inside.  And then she sent them bouncing
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The Lady nodded slightly.  She picked up the dice-cup and held
across the table.
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it as steady as a rock, yet all the Gods could hear the three
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cubes rattling about inside.  And then she sent them bouncing
A six.  A three.  A five.
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across the table.
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Something was happening to the five, however.  Battered by the
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A six.  A three.  A five.
chance collision of several billion molecules, the die flipped
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onto a point, spun gently and came down a seven.  Blind Io
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Something was happening to the five, however.  Battered by the
picked up the cube and counted the sides.
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chance collision of several billion molecules, the die flipped
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onto a point, spun gently and came down a seven.  Blind Io
"Come _on_," he said wearily, "Play fair."
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picked up the cube and counted the sides.
        [ The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchett ]
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"Come _on_," he said wearily, "Play fair."
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|[ The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchett ]
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Latest revision as of 23:49, 14 April 2019


Offler is the chaotic god of the Tourist pantheon.

Encyclopedia entry

Blind Io took up the dice-box, which was a skull whose various
orifices had been stoppered with rubies, and with several of
his eyes on the Lady he rolled three fives. She smiled. This
was the nature of the Lady's eyes: they were bright green,
lacking iris or pupil, and they glowed from within.

The room was silent as she scrabbled in her box of pieces and,
from the very bottom, produced a couple that she set down on
the board with two decisive clicks. The rest of the players,
as one God, craned forward to peer at them.

"A wenegade wiffard and fome fort of clerk," said Offler the
Crocodile God, hindered as usual by his tusks. "Well,
weally!" With one claw he pushed a pile of bone-white tokens
into the centre of the table.

The Lady nodded slightly. She picked up the dice-cup and held
it as steady as a rock, yet all the Gods could hear the three
cubes rattling about inside. And then she sent them bouncing
across the table.

A six. A three. A five.

Something was happening to the five, however. Battered by the
chance collision of several billion molecules, the die flipped
onto a point, spun gently and came down a seven. Blind Io
picked up the cube and counted the sides.

"Come _on_," he said wearily, "Play fair."

[ The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchett ]

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