You know what.. I'm really excited for this rp :3
So I'm gonna post the god I have in mind right now..
Critics are welcome, as long as it's not too offensive ;p
I understand if you find me too hasty, just showing my ideas.

[b]Name:[/b] Montis
[b]Titles:[/b] God of Mines, the Earthsmith, Shaper of Minerals, Father of Dwarves
[b]True name:[/b] Birndràth
[b]Inspiration:[/b] the dwarves.
[b]Appearance:[/b] No mortal knows what Montis looks like, even to some gods his true form is unknown. Some say Montis has no form at all, that he is just some kind of divine energy, not percievable unless it's doing its work. Others say he looks somewhat like a dwarf but unnaturally big.
[b]Symbols:[/b] A torch, a diamond and a stone.
[b]Portfolio:[/b] Domain of Mountains, subdomain Mining and minerals.
[b]Alignment:[/b] Lawful neutral
[b]Servitars:[/b] Dwarves.
[b]Weapon:[/b] Montis either wields a sort of grand double edged battle-hammer, or a pickaxe.
[b]Animal:[/b] The Dragon
[b]Followers:[/b] Specific monk tribes that settle in the mountain peaks to meditate and slow their pace of living.(only those who settle there to contact his snoring conscience)
People(or dwarves) that want to make fortune with gold and other minerals.

[b]Background:[/b]
Montis awoke years after the world's creation. He is the son of one of the creators, the one that was (presumably) responsible for everything made of rock and stone. But his father never told him how the world was created, he never slightly hinted how in the world the first ones had brought up the power to create such an immense ecosystem. He felt jealousy towards the creator(s), why did he not posses such a great power, why did he not play a big role in [i]the[/i] most important happening. He thought about this for many years, until he finally accepted that he simply could not be as great as his ancestor(s), although his father had spoken his words of trust and predicted he would be proud of Montis one day. Once that day of acceptance came he started thinking of something he could give the world, he started thinking and experimenting to find out where his domain lay, what divine powers he possessed. One day he found out, he just knew it, as he researched his fathers' work. He started inspecting the mountains, still slightly jealous, and he entered several of them, he felt their pressure and the hardness of their solid rock. He created hollow places where great halls could be built, furthermore he picked spots he deemed fit all over the inside of the planet and he morphed the dense granite and stone into multiple different ore and gemstone veins on those spots. He filled up the planet with a good amount of these veins. He then begged the great gods to create a new race that could reside in his halls and be his servitors. A race he had already designed. He knew what they would look like, he had it all in mind, it just needed the spark of life. He also, bold as he was, wished to receive the mountains as his domain. as present for his brilliance and his addition of gems and shiny rocks. For he had made the inside of the earth much more beautiful, ad he was proud of his work.
His wish was granted, the dwarves were created, and they grew out to become the most ambitious mining race on the planet, and also the ones that knew how to get out the full potential of gems and ores. They knew how to improve and always strifed for perfection, although most of them don't even come above ground, there are always adventurous types.

As for the mountains; at first the greater gods hesitated to give him the mountains as domain. But after a while they finally agreed.
Montis was proud to call himself the father of dwarves, and with a feeling of fulfillment and no need to be in an active position all the time as the dwarves could easily get along without his help. He slithered down into a deep divine slumber, not showing himself again... 

Untill now!