Resting in a small chest set on a pedestal kept in a room populated with various artifacts lay two spheres that could fit both hands. One, glowing a brilliant blue-white, as a flame. The other darker than the blackest night.
God of Strength in the Night, Hiding your Numbers, and The Silent Kill.
A fantasy version of the Klan, where it's "Grand Wizard" really is a mage, and a dangerous one at that. Instead of hating blacks most of all, they hate non humans most of all (although they are no friends of black people either and certainly don't let them join.)