Charlie "Cash" Spirit
A handsome and sharply dressed gnome whose benevolent demeanor suggests a deeper understanding of to the meaning of life and the mysteries of the universe.
A gnome in a blindingly white suit with a well-coiffed head of hear that is shellacked in some form of hair product. He has a neatly trimmed goatee and a large smile. His cheeks are rosy and his eyes seem to look into your soul. (Is that makeup?)
He greets you warmly: a strong handshake and a pat on the back. You are instantly put at ease. He leans forward in conversation and you incline your head forward as well. You believe you have his total attention and he treats you as if you have known each other for years.
“My dear, dear friend. Let me ask you something? Have you ever felt lost? Lost among the day to day distractions and the constant need to try to get catch up to the financial requirements of life?”
“You try. You try to do a good job with your work. You try to find time to make time for the gods. It is hard. Hard. Hard to fit in time for the spiritual word and still handle our responsibilities. Your wife or husband needs help with the clothes, or cooking, or helping little Johnny or Jane with their math homework.”
“You go to bed at night and wonder. How. How can i get a little bit more so that I have more time for the things that matter? Like your wife or husband. Or little Johnny or Jane. And taking them to the temple on your rest-day so that little Johnny or Jane will grow up with a reverence for the gods and the sense of respect for their elders that they will in turn impart on their children.”
“So you are wondering about these things. Wondering at night as you are laying in bed. The one part of your day where you have the time, you have the free time to consider your lot in life. It’s not that you’re greedy. You don’t want the world. You just want a little more, so that you can spend less time worrying about the bills and more time with the important things in life.”
“Well. Let me tell you my friend. I am here to tell you something. Something I learned a long time ago. Something that I need to tell you. Something I need to tell everyone.”
“You can have these things.”
“I was once like you. I was once a simple gnome who worked as a scrivener. I spent my days shuffling papers and copying documents at a little desk in a cramped office. I would write and write until my arm felt like a block of iron that was not my body. I would read and read until the words on the scroll held no meaning.”
“Then I was reborn. I met a priest from across the ocean. He taught me. He showed me that there are spirits, good spirits, all around you. They see you while you are at work. They see you when you are fighting with your wife or husband about the bills. They see you when you are struggling with little Johnny or Jane and trying to figure out how to answer that math problem. They see you when you are lying awake at night wondering how you can do better.”
“Those spirits understand. And they want to help you. And you can learn to work with them so that they can help you. It just takes positive thinking. And a commitment to that thinking.”
“Now with a small donation, I can help you learn the first step to aligning your thinking into the proper state so that the spirits can reach through to this world and begin shaping your life positively. . .”