Olidammara (oh-lih-dam-MAH-rah), the Laughing Rogue, is patron Power to many thieves and bards. He is portrayed as a wandering minstrel or vagabond, a slim man with chestnut hair and rakish beard, olive-tinted skin, sparkling emerald eyes, and green and gold clothing. Delighting in wine, woman, and song, Olidammara is the eternal prankster and chaotic spirit. He loves upseting those who are too attached to their boring and controlled worlds.He is a master of disguise.

Treat music as the art it is. Strive to be as skilled at it as your patron. Life is meant to be happy and entertaining, and the best jokes need a target to hang them on; when it is your turn, accept the laugh and appreciate the trick. Wine is one of the joys of life, and the only thing better than making wine is drinking it. Avoid misery, temperance, and solemnity, for they are the greatest poisons to the soul.

Olidammara’s cult is steady within Wearth; in the darkest times, people must have some form of diversion lest they succumb to despair, and while they may not worship this Power, they are glad enough if one of his clerics is on hand to bring laughter and song. His temples are not commonly found (neither are his clerics), but services to him are light-hearted affairs, including much singing, chanting, music, feasting, and ample consumption of beers, ales, meads, and wines.

This clergy contains both urban clerics, found mostly in large cities, and wandering minstrel clerics. These clerics are not popular with lawfully-aligned clerics of other Powers because of the general irreverence and fondness for upsetting established order. Olidammara’s clerics are required to sing or play a musical instrument.