In the beginning, there was only fire. From the fire grew the first god, who called himself Khazmê. Looking around at the vast expanse of flames and slag, Khazmê grew lonely. He pressed the flames between his palms until they grew quiet and still, and began shaping the rest of the world. Tall peaks of hardened flame and stillness coalesced into the form of the god Maetyb, who greeted Khazmê as a proper king. But they grew quarrelsome, and soon got into an argument over how to shape the rest of the world. Khazmê struck Maetyb in anger, and from the blood that was shed upon the peaks a steady rush of water spilled onto the world. Roras rose from tumulous waves in steadfast determination, demanding to know why Khazmê and Maetyb were fighting. Upon receiving the answer, and the petty argument that started it, Roras presented a compromise. Khazmê, enamored with the god, laid with Roras and soon the waters swelled and left a shining child upon the banks of the mountains. Maetyb took the child in, naming him Skorthain for his brilliant white hair, and raised him with Roras. During that time Maetyb also laid with Roras, and became round with children. They were born twins - Geir, who was born first, and Din-Evreth, a shining child whose golden touch lit up the mountains with joy. When Khazmê saw these children grow, he assigned them each different impossible tasks to complete, so that they would never have the same influence he had on the world. To Skorthain he gave the sky, and the task of reigning in his mother's destructive wrath. To Geir he gave the land and the task of filling it with life. Din-Evreth, through both her beauty and her mischief, was placed in a glass in the sky and tasked wtih giving light for her siblings to work by.