Lord of Three, Master of Trios, Patron of Historians, Speechwriters and Prognosticators, Keeper of things that come in threes.
Hail, rule and reign, O Trzynobog!
He who comes, he who goes and he who stays behind!
We pray to you, beseech you, praise you in 3s, 27s & 9s,
And ask, beg, cajole you for your wisdom,
To see the path behind dearly,
The path ahead clearly,
And the path we're on so far.
|Number of Stooges? Three.|
When traders first brought word of the far off land of Wolcz (volsh) to Ur-Hadad, their descriptions of Wolczik tribesmen resplendent in blue robes over mail armor on the backs of tall steeds, the tribesmen's long mustachios trailing, flagging in the wind, quickly won the hearts and minds of a romantic element among the city's disparate peoples. A few years later, when the first Wolczik tribesmen (called "flatlanders" by that brand of Jingos that will always remain biased against foreigners of any stripe) arrived in Ur-Hadad, a sea of well-wishers met the Wolcziks' ship in the harbor. In a cultural misunderstanding that will be remembered for the rest of recorded history, the Wolczik chief, upon setting foot upon the dock, proclaimed: "We accept your surrender. Bring us your king and your highest priest, so that I might be absolved by the God of Threes for killing the lord of so great a village." Thus it was that Ur-Hadad's love affair with Trzynobog and its mockery of his doctrines began.
|Number of Marx Brothers most people|
can name? Three.
|Number of SW movies that count? Three.|
|Coincidence? Of course not!|
Trzynobog was long the deity of fortune-tellers in Wolcz and he has kept that portfolio in Ur-Hadad, but he has also added scribes and historians (since they record the past) and speech writers. Rather, it should be said that speech writers added themselves to the list of those mortals seeking the God of Threes' patronage after the brilliant speechwriter Ston Hurchi learned that by including lists of three things into his speeches, his points were made succinctly and powerfully. During Hurchi's heyday, he responded to his contemporaries' commentary on the "Hurchi Three" by saying "There is no 'Hurchi Three.' Three is, has been and will be. No one man may claim ownership of the Holy Digit; I just know what to do with it." Hurchi's supplication to Trzynobogi doctrine quickly earned him a sainthood from the faith, and special protection for all speechwriters who would forevermore be able to claim the God of Threes as their patron. Today, Hadadi nobles and merchants often retain Trzynobogi-trained speechwriters to improve the public's opinion of them.
Adventuring clerics of the God of Threes are some of the most self-assured clerics on the planet. Their god, they reason, is a god of more things than other gods, primarily due to the spurious logic of the mathematical significance of the Sublime Multiples, and therefore more important. Rarely do these travelling priests proselytize, convinced as they are of the primacy of their god, preferring to act rather than preach. Whenever a player of a cleric of Trzynobog rolls a multiple of 3 on any die (3, 6, 9, 12, 15, 18 and so on) but does not appropriately draw attention to the mathematical significance of the number, his disapproval interval increases by one. Similarly, every third time (and thus sixth, ninth, twelfth and so on times) the player rolls a Sublime Multiple and praises Trzynobog for the event (even if it's a failure), his disapproval interval decreases by one (as if he'd sacrificed to the God of Threes).