Hound, the Hammer, is the goddess of craft and the forge. Her domain exists within Houndholm, the great volcanic isle in the centre of the Ire’knocian isles. It’s even said that the active magma within is her forge, where she used fallen stars to forge Rhongomyniad for her father, the World-Walker. She is quiet, keeping to herself, and is considered all but an outcast by her brothers and sisters. She forges all of the weapons of the Gods, their most sacred arsenals, as well as gifts for champions from their Gods. Her closest ally is Fulm’rai, her brother, with whom she is inseparable. She is credited with making the stars and planets, crafting them by hand in her forge to decorate a sky often frightening in its darkness.

Her champions are blacksmiths, creating weapons, armour, and art beyond the proportions of that which their championship-less peers can (or at least, have) crafted. They are afforded blueprints, materials and techniques that are unknown to fellow mortal craftsmen. They also are resistant (almost entirely) to heat, and their hands (but only their hands) are completely impervious to harm. A missing strike of the hammer means nothing to her champions.

Millennia ago, she made something for a human of the Ire’knocian isles who came seeking, begging for, power. Desperate, devout, and running out of time, she asked Hound for a weapon that could not be robbed of her, that could be passed to her children, so she might protect her people. After seven days of forging, sending her brother Fulm’rai to acquire any materials she needed, she forged not a weapon for the human, but the human into a weapon. This human became the first of many Volcanic Incarnations.