Winter Cam-dle

Magmox, the Flamesmith, is the god of fire on Kendesai, and known as a passionate creature in both his love for the Fragments' creations, and disgust towards those that would harm said creations. His physical body rests at the core of the planet to allow it to be built large enough to accommodate the inhabitants. But as anyone can attest, that doesn't mean he's dead or resting. His soul stands guard at the gates of Paradise, ensuring that those judged as needing it may enter, and those who intrude upon it never make it in.

His demeanor is by default a loud and friendly one, as if he's a pub regular buying everyone a round, but as a god of mercy, both in its deliverance and withdrawl, he tries to temper himself amongst those who would be put off by his behavior, and knows how and when to say or do something to make someone comfortable stepping across the threshold of Paradise, for those who require one last reprieve before their next life shouldn't have their first experience marred by assertion and pressure.

That being said, those who don't belong, be they demons seeking prey or malcontents trying to outplay the gods, are met with his unfettered anger. Horns as hot as the core of the planet, hooves with incomparable kick force, and breath that was used to help ignite the sun itself. All of them are used in the defense of his charges, and none of them have failed to repel an attack. And since anything attacking Paradise will be a disembodied soul, death is not the limit to the pain he can cause.

Kitumbron, the Nightwalker, is the god of shadows and watcher of the dream realm. Much like one would expect of a fox, He is a god of wit and guile, though He uses these qualities not as a trickster, but in his pursuit to safeguard those under his watchful gaze. And while the same fight that cost Aquatisk His wings has deprived Kitumbron of any traditional form of sight, this doesn't mean He can't see anything; He doesn't have eyes, but is able to sense the energies that create one's soul with enough clarity for His purposes, His whiskers and ears are keen enough to make any spacial navigation a breeze, and His tail, being an ever-shifting gateway to anything He so desires, allows him to have anything He needs in the pad of his paws.

Due to the physiology of a soul, and its ability to anchor things to reality provided the soul exerting that power is strong enough, it was briefly common for people's worst nightmares to literally follow them out of their dreams, either by their own subconscious draw, or by the will of demonic interference. It only took that brief moment for Kitumbron to establish what would be known as the Somnos Guard. Hand-picked individuals ranging from departed spirits, elementals, and dragons, all with proficiency in shadow magic, to watch over the dreams of others. While they are unable to prevent nightmares from happening, they ensure they stay merely nightmares, unable to manifest in the material world.

The Nightwalker's stony demeanor and use of His abilities in a "professional" sense do not exclude Him from being a playful sort when He finds the time. He rarely turns down a chance at a game or riddle for any reason short of his work, and finds kindred spirits within those who understand that being smart isn't entirely about how much you know, so much as it is how you use what you know. He's also seen as a patron of "The Others"; those in society that bring enrichment, do no harm, but are still ostracized for reasons beyond their control. After all, Kitumbron can't see what you look like. Only what you are.