Rash the Fool capered along roads in a bent hat and bell-cuffed sleeves -- he was a patron of jesters and of anyone who leapt before looking. His smile was the door that swings too quickly; his blessing was momentum itself.
He is oft told in tavern tales. In some he outruns caution itself, vaulting ravines before the bridge is planned. He dodges ruin by inches and jokes.
Jesters simply call him the Patron. Scouts, artificers, and the impetuous also whispered his name, asking for nerve when hands tremble.
Icons show him juggling stones and he was known to give them to his devotees. Each of these is a so-called luckstone, often said to save the foolish from themselves.
His cult was accreted into the pantheon of the Grand Temple of Heaven. He is alleged to have descended from the children of Heimos, but the earliest mentions of this deity predate the rise of Heimos in 3700ey.
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