


The Clockwork Heart of Lysundar
Lysundar, an ancient dearven artificer, was a master of blending magic and machinery. As his mortal body began to fail him, he crafted a heart of stone and steam, a mechanical marvel powered by his knowledge of both alchemy and clockwork. This heart not only kept his blood pumping but also powered his mind, allowing him to continue his work long after his body had withered. However, the heart’s mechanical rhythm, once filled with life, now lies still, a relic of a time when machines and magic were one. It serves as a reminder of Lysundar’s genius, and the price he paid for immortality. Though his body is gone, the heart endures, waiting for the next soul worthy of its power.
Lysundar, an ancient dearven artificer, was a master of blending magic and machinery. As his mortal body began to fail him, he crafted a heart of stone and steam, a mechanical marvel powered by his knowledge of both alchemy and clockwork. This heart not only kept his blood pumping but also powered his mind, allowing him to continue his work long after his body had withered. However, the heart’s mechanical rhythm, once filled with life, now lies still, a relic of a time when machines and magic were one. It serves as a reminder of Lysundar’s genius, and the price he paid for immortality. Though his body is gone, the heart endures, waiting for the next soul worthy of its power.
Lysundar, an ancient dearven artificer, was a master of blending magic and machinery. As his mortal body began to fail him, he crafted a heart of stone and steam, a mechanical marvel powered by his knowledge of both alchemy and clockwork. This heart not only kept his blood pumping but also powered his mind, allowing him to continue his work long after his body had withered. However, the heart’s mechanical rhythm, once filled with life, now lies still, a relic of a time when machines and magic were one. It serves as a reminder of Lysundar’s genius, and the price he paid for immortality. Though his body is gone, the heart endures, waiting for the next soul worthy of its power.