Trachemys, Locksbane

Trachemys, Locksbane goddess of survivors, thieves, wanderers, and the commoner getting by. Erudite, clever, and there when she wants to be. Trachemys supports those who do what needs doing and don't forget that self respect comes first. Competent, calculating, and considerate. You don't need to care to do right and you don't need rules when they don't serve - but it helps to have something to work with. Clerics of Trachemys teach that a child who knows a few tricks can see to themselves and that people can learn to look to the side if something that "we were all hoping for" is about to happen. No fuss. "The cleric whispers to the noble to put his mistress' letter in his right coat pocket. Down the street, the orphan takes the piece of paper from the noble's left pocket, the piece of paper goes into the hands of the cobbler, the cobbler puts the paper into the boot shipment for the guards. The guard captain opens the paper, and finds a grant of amnesty for the tavern girl who saw too much and was thrown in jail. She gives a coin to the orphan outside after being let free. The cobbler is tipped using the captain's bonus from the noble. The noble shivers awake at night fearful his lies will catch up with him. The good queen unaware of all beneath her sleeps like a babe. I have my wants, and everyone has their needs and if I can see to both of those - we have a system that works. And if it needs changes, I make them. Simple. Easy."