<div align="center">(http://www.readcomics.tv/images/manga/grimm-fairy-tales/32/1.jpg)</div><br/>There was a toymaker called Lord Sebastian d'Cannith (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/e1/c8/e3/e1c8e38bbd1ca352a2ff911eef705acc.jpg), a dragonmarked heir, genius artificer but yet a just a toymaker. He was man who was excellent on creating constructs and may had in another era been renown genius, however since discovery of warforged and their production techniques the more traditional method of building constructs was entirely forgotten, abandoned. However he continued traditions and turned them upon making toys; creating toys to bring happiness to children during ravages of Last War. His toys were ingenious in design, almost alive in quality and they entertained both middle class and rich alike (rich folks got more function added toys and more alive behaving then middle class or lower class ones).<br/><br/>He was married to wonderful wife and they lived in Cyre, he trusted that Cyre in center was safe even if border constantly shrinked and even then trusted that the ancient treaty protects dragonmark house members even if city is taken over. But nobody expected Mourning to happen and he was visiting Sharn at the time.....loss of homeland, his wife and his life overall, crushed him inside and made him hollow. Then in said hollow a whisper, not sure was it his or someone elses, who suggested craziest of ideas;<em>"You can build anything....build your wife back to life!"</em>Since treaty which ended Last War creating warforges was banned, it included also any other 'sentient constructs', including his toys.....so he had to turn to darker sponsors for resources needed to build what he desired.<br/><br/>He build secret workshop at depths of Sharn lower districts at cellar level of most towers. In there in darkness the worked and toiled, applying all his genius for building his creation; recreating his wife from metal, wood, wires and even transplanted changeling skin to add life like texture of flesh over the metal frames. Creating even pulsing magical heart which gives sense of emotions greater than warforged bodies ever did. Albeit he never build warforges, he had repaired them to know enough of their structure to take some of their designs to onto his creation. Not creating a machine.....but life and not just any life; but life which was lost to the void. using so far even contact renegade Karrnath necromancers to locate his wife's soul and bind them into heart he created....his work almost complete when suddenly local authorities are cracking down on his workshop! Someone had betrayed him! But who?! Also no doubt Cannith house got sniff on his project as nobody else would even care for mad crafter doing questionable experiments!<br/><br/>All what was needed was sacrifice; trade one life to awaken another. That is all what needed to turn lifeless machine with echo of a soul in heart truly alive. With sad smile the toymaker cries, tears in his eyes he caressed face of his wife which he had sculpted from flesh tissue with love and care as he says; "I am sorry my dearest, but it seems we will not be together as you wake up...." With that ritual is done as final lab door is hammered hard.<br/><br/>Then machine awakens...laying on table with dead crafter laying down on laboratory floor, lifeless, with no injury anywhere on his body. She was nude but found some items laying near by table along with some clothing.