"Svarog and Ziva," you murmur, "I've heard stories about you for as long as I can remember. The Great Smith and the White Queen, they call you. You…you are the gods of the Great Steppe, and Domorvost is your home, a kingdom above the clouds—or so the legends tell."
The warrior grumbles something under his breath.
"That is what some call us," says the woman. "Though it's a matter of perspective. We are among the more powerful orders of beings that inhabit this world. It's also true that we've taken an interest, from time to time, in the affairs of the mortal realms."