Drakthor

Drakthor, the Flamekeeper, is the dwarven god of fire, craft, and discipline. They are the living spark of creation, the heat that shapes stone and metal, the will that refines raw potential into mastery.

To the dwarves, Drakthor is both mentor and challenge, the reminder that fire, like skill, must be tended with care or it will consume what it was meant to forge. Their flame represents the divine spark within all creators, the balance between passion and restraint that gives birth to true craftsmanship.

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Drakthor is depicted as a stocky, powerful figure whose body radiates heat. Their eyes burn white-hot. They are usually shown wielding a blazing forge hammer, its head carved from the heart of a mountain, glowing so brightly that the edges blur. Their armour is dark and soot-streaked, polished smooth by use rather than vanity.

In Dwarven carvings, sparks often surround Drakthor’s figure, each one forming a tool or rune mid air.

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The Flamekeeper

Drakken

Smiths, engineers, and the disciplined.

Any

A hammer wreathed in divine fire.

Fire, Craft, Discipline.

Dark Red

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Basic Information

Activities

Drakthor’s flame is said to burn in every dwarven forge. When sparks leap high and metal sings beneath the hammer, Dwarves believe the Flamekeeper watches.

They are invoked not for inspiration, but for focus, for the steady hand that tempers chaos into perfection. A smith who works tirelessly without rest may feel Drakthor’s silent disapproval, for to the Flamekeeper, mastery demands balance. Conversely, when a craftsman steps back at the right moment and the metal cools true, it is said Drakthor breathes upon the forge, sealing their work with divine approval.

Legends tell that during times of darkness, when dwarves fell to despair, Drakthor rekindled their skill by striking the heart of the mountain, sending sparks across the underworld to relight every forge. The dwarves call this myth Emberfall, and it is celebrated as proof that even in ruin, craft and discipline can restore the spirit.

Personality

Drakthor embodies focus, and purpose. They are stern but fair, a god who demands excellence not for pride, but for the honour of the work itself. They are rarely depicted as kind, yet always just, their approval must be earned through effort, not prayer.

Dwarves describe their presence as both daunting and comforting, the steady weight of a teacher’s hand, guiding, not forcing. Though they value discipline above all, Drakthor does not punish failure, only negligence. To them, imperfection refined through persistence is sacred, for every flaw is another chance to learn.

When the pact was forged to create the first dwarves, it was Drakthor who kindled the fire that gave their forms purpose. While Khaldrim provided strength and structure, and Thyndra unity and compassion, Drakthor imbued them with the discipline of the forge, the will to endure refinement and emerge stronger. Their spark ignited the dwarven heart, teaching that mastery is born not from passion alone, but from patience and repetition.

In the ages that followed, Drakthor’s flame became the foundation of dwarven craftsmanship. It is said that the greatest smiths could hear the Flamekeeper’s rhythm in the hammer’s song, guiding each strike until perfection was achieved.

During the Second Age, when greed led the Dwarves too deep, the forges of Mossak Dum went cold, a silence Dwarves believe was Drakthor turning their back in disappointment. Only after they reforged their craft with humility did the forges reignite, and with them, the Flamekeeper’s trust.

To this day, every dwarf who takes up a tool or lights a fire is taught Drakthor’s first lesson, “Fire does not serve the impatient.”

History

Khaldrim, The Stonefather – His flame tempers Khaldrim’s permanence.
Thyndra, The Forge Mother – Balance of passion and purpose in creation.
Caedros, The Blade of Justice – Mutual respect; both demand precision and integrity.
Aetherion, The Eternal Flame – Divine kinship; fire of craft born from cosmic creation.

Relationships

Drakthor see's craft itself as an eternal ritual, excellence in craft and learning. Those who try to prayer to Drakthor are met with a cold silence, to gain the favour of the Flamekeeper is not so easy.

Rituals

Drakthor’s followers are the smiths, engineers, and artisans who live for the perfection of their craft. Among them are the Drakkan, a fellowship of forgemasters who dedicate their lives to preserving the oldest forging techniques. His priests, oversee the forges of Mossak Dum and teach that discipline is the soul of creation because of this devotion to perfection, many Drakkan rise to become the leaders of their clans as well as sitting on the council's of Mossak Dum.

Shrines to Drakthor are simple, an anvil, a hammer, and a flame. His temples, however, are great halls of smoke and sound, where forges burn day and night in communal rhythm. Every hammer’s strike is considered a prayer, every spark a word of devotion.

To the dwarves, Drakthor is not a distant god, but a constant companion, the whisper in the flame that says, “Strike true. Strike steady. Strike again.”