Thundrum, God of Weather

The great forge-master Thundrum, with a bellow like the clash of lightning on stone. Master of the storms, he has sent many a sailor to a watery grave.

It is generally felt (though not said out loud on pain of..well, pain) that he has a crush on the powerful war goddess Daemos, slayer of kings, destroyer of armies, and creator of a damned good steak pie on a cold night. He's never been one for speaking, prefering to let other people do most of that while he works on the physical.

He has on a few occasions been tricked into some terrible deeds by the cunning Dark Goddess of Thundersville, Raatha, who has a finger in every pie (except Daemos' because then the finger wouldn't be attached to anything.)

Clashes of thunder and lightning on a stormy night are said to be caused by his great hammer coming to rest on the anvil.