Domains: Memory-in-exile, cultural-legacy preservation, education-as-survival.
Era of ascension: Great Expansion. Cohort: current. Kraselium rose during the longest stretch of the Drasnian diaspora, when generations of scattered enclaves discovered that the customs survived only when someone taught them deliberately to children who had never seen the home halls.
Worshipped by: The Drasnian, in every enclave and in every house on a foreign street that still keeps the year-end recitation. Scattered Drasnian communities across foreign cultural hubs — trade-quarters in Drachma, work-gangs in Bonnetaz, cells of educated bondservants in three different theocracies — keep him with them in lessons taught in side rooms after the children's other school is done. (The worships edge is authored downstream on the worshipper, not here.)
He is not Grømnuul. Grømnuul is the long-table fire at the center of the clan-hall, and the Drasnian still pray to him on the year-turning night when there is a hall to do it in. Kraselium is the answer to what to do when there is not. He walks beside the Drasnian who finds themselves the only dwarf in a room — beside the bondservant teaching her child the names of dead grandparents in a tongue the master's house does not recognize, beside the diaspora trader explaining to a Drachman customer that the year is older than the customer thinks. The clan-hall has Grømnuul. The kitchen at midnight has Kraselium. Both prayers are continuous with each other; the patrons share the worshipper without arguing over them.
The cultural inflection is education as survival. The Drasnian have learned, through several centuries of enslavement and forced relocation, that the language and the recitation outlive the buildings every time, and that a child who has been taught the names will pass them on even after the parent has been killed for teaching. Kraselium is the patron of that calculation. The lessons are short, repeated, embedded in lullabies and counting-rhymes that look harmless to anyone listening. Slave-overseers across three continents have failed to notice that the children's bedtime games are a genealogy class. The patron prefers to be unnoticed; he counts that as success.
A Drasnian who returns to a home hall after a long absence will not always remember every face. The patron's promise is narrower: the names come back to the mouth before the faces come back to the eyes.