Temavori of Drachma wrote in the early Age of Craggus, when the reborn world was still sorting out which gods had survived the Long Winter and which had not. He was born into a scribal family of the Drachma merchant culture — Romance-tongue human stock, southern coastal, with access to the trade routes that occasionally surfaced pre-Winter artifacts. He spent thirty years collecting oral fragments from nomadic tribes whose grandmothers' grandmothers had walked the edge of the Golden Age, then another twenty trying to reconcile what he had with the ruins he could physically visit.
His signature bias is one of consecrated grief. Temavori regards the Golden Age of Man — the two-hundred-thousand-year flourishing before the God War — as the world's true dispensation, and its end as a catastrophe that no subsequent age has come close to repairing. He worships Dyos, the slain Golden Age daemon whose followers touched off the Kajiit eruption that ended the God War, and he does not apologize for it. In his reading, Dyos was not reckless — Dyos was murdered by the world's faithlessness, and the Long Winter was the world's punishment for that murder. He is accordingly suspicious of Craggus triumphalism. Where Erindath of Sennos sees the Age of Craggus as a restoration, Temavori sees a flawed copy: well-intentioned, structurally sound, missing everything that mattered.
His era is the Golden Age itself — its cosmogony, its full pantheon, the shape of the God War, and the mechanics of the Long Winter. For any claim about what gods the first humans worshipped, or what the world looked like before the ice, Temavori is the primary citable voice. He is also the most likely to be wrong in ways that are interesting: his grief distorts his chronology, and he routinely backdates the Golden Age's theological sophistication by tens of thousands of years.