This artisan possessed a talent for sculpting the feminine form out of vercinium, a rare and pliant material indistinguishable from real skin. Not content with mere sculpture, Welor crafted mechanized puppets and automatons that moved as gracefully as any humanoid.
His creations garnered the attention of an enchanter who offered him a workshop and a power source to infuse his dolls with the simulacrum of a soul. Welor's appetites for female beauty were self-destructive. When the enchanter discovered the dollmaker was engaged in debauchery with his own creations, he cast him out.
Denied his workshop and the company of his beautiful dolls, he descended into madness, lived in the wild, and withered away. The countess procured him from a graveyard where he spent his nights digging up bodies. Now he is happily reunited with his creations. Go on through and see the great dollmaker at work!