The heavens often sent Minor Gods to the mortal realm so they could consecrate young planets and spread their merciful grace on them.
It was their divine duty to guide fledgling civilizations toward a path of enlightenment, ensuring that the spark of intelligence did not gutter out in the winds of blasphemy and heresy.
These Gods were usually accompanied by a legion of Angels called the Seravius. They spent vast stretches of time — eons, in some extreme cases — moving from one planet to another, nurturing one species after the next.
Among these nomad deities was Vahn, one of the Gods of Craftsmanship.
He was a deity of soot and sparks, bearing seven heads and just as many pairs of arms.
While most of his fellow Gods complained about their entrusted duty, Vahn was a master of the anvil who found more beauty in the rhythmic clink-clink-clink of a hammer than in the stagnant choirs of the high heavens.
