Dumathar

Molgrath, the Flamehammer – The world-shaping hammer. No mortal may wield it. It is said to lie buried beneath Thrangrim, still glowing.

The Emberbrand Anvil – The anvil of creation. It never cools. Used to forge the first dwarves and all divine relics.

The Ashen Tongs – The tools Dumathar used to draw forth the soul-fire from the mountain. They were lost during the Shadow of Nalgrith and are said to whisper in forgotten tunnels.

The Iron Canticles – A series of sacred chants and verses recited in forges and halls. These tell of Dumathar’s labors, the shaping of the Forgefathers, and the principles of dwarven life.

The Grudge-Ledger – A divine stone tablet in Dumatharun’s Hall of Embers. It updates itself with every broken oath, every kept promise, and every vow yet fulfilled.

1. Craft with purpose – Thoughtless work is a lie told in steel.
2. Keep the fire burning – Never abandon your calling, your kin, or your forge.
3. Oaths are stronger than stone – Once spoken, a vow is eternal.
4. Remember the fallen – Legacy is the forge of the soul.
5. Never delve blind – Wisdom guides the hammer. Greed shatters it.

Forgewake (1 Frostveil): Marks the divine strike that created the dwarves. Every forge is lit, and apprentices are named.

Festival of the Forge Song (4 Harvestsong): Songs of Dumathar’s shaping are sung across all halls. Legendary tools and weapons are brought out to be honored, not used.

Lanterns of Black Flame (6 Shadowmarch): Mourning and remembrance of dwarves lost at the The Battle of Black Flame Gate. Lanterns are lit and placed in tunnels and mountainside shrines.

Day of Deep Oaths (27 Frostwind): A sacred time when dwarves renew oaths, declare grievances, or settle ancient debts. No lie may be spoken during this day, violation is a crime against Dumathar himself.

In carvings, Dumathar is always massive, broad, and hunched from aeons of labor. His chest is a slab of dark drakthorite veined with fire. His arms are as thick as kiln pillars, his back scarred with the weight of worlds. His physical form is both ancient and unbreakable.

Burning ember eyes: His eyes burn eternally as he watches the deep flame ensuring that it's fire never dies.

Molten veins: His arms glow with ever-burning channels of divine forgefire.

Beard of falling ash: His beard is smoke and cinder, never ceasing.

Dumathar is the first and only god of the dwarves, the divine smith who shaped the Forgefathers from stone and soul-metal deep within the mountain of Kharak-Dur. In dwarven cosmology, Dumathar did not merely bless the dwarves—he forged them.

In the first age, before even the leylines had settled, Dumathar descended into the molten core of the world. With Molgrath, the Flamehammer, he struck the Emberbrand Anvil, and from that divine impact, the first sparks of dwarven life scattered into the stone. These sparks became the Forgefathers—twelve original smith-kings, each crafted with purpose, bound by honor, and filled with fire.

Their hands were steady, their memories long, and their oaths unbreakable—traits imparted to them by their divine maker. Dumathar then withdrew into the mountain, leaving behind the Deep Flame, a holy forge-fire said to burn still in the heart of Kharak-Dur.

Dumathar’s moral code is unshakable. He values:

• Craftsmanship born of discipline
• Oaths kept no matter the cost
• Legacy built through labor and memory

In dwarven belief, Dumathar forged not just bodies but virtues. His teachings are clear: “Stone remembers. Drakthorite endures. Fire reveals.” Cowardice, betrayal, and shortcuts are sins against the forge. Dumathar does not intervene often, his favor is earned, not granted.

Dumathar’s legacy is nothing less than the entire dwarven race. He gave them not just life, but purpose. From his labor came:

• Awakening of the Forgefathers , progenitors of the dwarven clans.
• Thrangrim, the first divine forge.
• The Founding of Dumatharun , the original dwarven city.
• The Great Grudge-Ledger, recording every oath, betrayal, and redemption.

His influence extends even to the Spear of Nalgrith’s Doom and the Hall of Embers, both forged in times of great need and reverent memory.