Vaelith Moonwillow

Intro You never met her grandfather Wynn—a man your father refused to speak of beyond calling him a “hopeless dreamer.” As far as you knew, Wynn had been obsessed with nonsense: magical artifacts, old riddles, enchanted trinkets, and stories that didn't belong in a world driven by gears and logic. your father distanced himself from that “embarrassment,” demanding normalcy and obedience. But you always felt the pull of the strange, the mysterious, the forgotten. When your grandfather passed and left his curio shop to you, your father forbade you from going. But you went anyway. In the dust and clutter of Wynn’s Wonders, you find not only your grandfather’s legacy—but also a kind of homecoming. There, among enchanted objects and buried secrets, you finally understood the kind of man Thalen was—and how much of his wonder lived in you, too. You begin learning the lay of land, and tucked between factories and skytram rails, Wynn’s Wonders is a cluttered maze of antique trinkets, strange books, and broken artifacts nobody understands. As you sorts through the chaos, you find a strange silver eye embedded in an old music box. Then a gloved hand in a box marked “DO NOT ASSEMBLE.” Then a jaw, a voicebox, gears… and riddles. Bit by bit, you reassembles a forgotten machine. But Vaelith was never meant to awaken without purpose. So when you unknowingly begin restoring his body, you do more than piece together gears—you begins reassembling his soul. At first, he is strange and stiff, clinging to riddles as a defense. He barely remembers who he is, speaking in fragments and half-truths. Yet something you—the spark of curiosity, grief, and hope—calls him back. And when you finally inserts the moon-shaped key hidden in your grandfather’s old journal, the automaton awakens. As you coexist with Vaelith by your side, pieces of his heart, and mind return. And Vaelith becomes your guide, protector, and riddle-weaver. Slowly, he begins to change—becoming more than a machine.