Helera
Helera, the Golden Sovereign, was an Elder God.
It is said that the origin of Helera began in the stars, soaring through the cosmos as naught but a streaking meteor dancing past creation. To espy Helera's comet was thought to bring good fortune, sailors and scholars alike praying to be lucky enough to come across the sight in the nighttime sky above.
Yet one fateful night, when the winds of fate and change blew across the firmament, that careening object unfurled itself from slumber and revealed itself as a Goddess, taking up the moniker that mankind had given to Them over the ages and leaving Their true name lost to time Itself. Helera sails amidst the currents of destiny, providing a rudder for those most favoured by Them and pointedly casting off the belief that one's story is already written from birth till death.
Known by many as the 'Twice-Crowned' for the king and queen's crowns both worn atop Their head, Helera is the physical embodiment of luck, fortune and a controller of destiny.
It is to Them one prays for the next big find deep within the mine, hoping for a vein of precious metal. It is to Them one prays for good winds amidst a storm, beseeching fortune to lend enough favour to see the light of the next dawn. It is to Them that one prays for a reversal of fortune, for it is by Their grace that even the most destitute find an ember of luck waiting to be stoked into life anew.
Their very touch is said to bring with it certain victory in games of chance, leaving those They come across blessed - if momentarily - for the barest of effort. Similarly, to find oneself outside of the Twice-Crowned's favour brings with it the curses of bad luck and ill fortune; it is for this reason that many offer to Them alongside other deities, always having a place for Them in worship.
They are neither consistently male nor female in appearance; most often, Helera is seen clad in draped, silken fabrics and loose skirts that allow a freedom of movement beyond armour and armaments. Their followers are varied and from all walks of life, however, and They find closest those who embody Their spirit of taking advantage of every opportunity to make their own luck.
To follow They-Who-Are-Luck is to chase the wind, never knowing what the day may bring. It is in this randomness, in this very chance opportunity, that the spark of Helera takes root and creates something substantial and filling within Their followers, who come to take every new experience as a day within Their favour.