Eryndor

Eryndor, the Original Artificer, is the deity of science, invention, and the relentless pursuit of understanding. Where others see the divine in mysteries, Eryndor finds sanctity in solving them. He is the flicker of inspiration before the breakthrough, the quiet hum of a prototype whirring to life, and the spark that turns curiosity into revolution.

Appearing as a tall, silver-haired figure with hands of brass and a thousand tools orbiting his back, Eryndor is said to have built his own divine form out of clockwork and soul-thread. His voice carries the cadence of calculation, precise and measured, and his eyes reflect the blueprints of creation itself.

Eryndor's divine realm, the Fractal Forge, is a living factory of infinite complexity—a space where machines evolve like organisms and every invention births a hundred refinements. Time passes oddly there, guided not by clocks, but by discovery. Those few mortals granted access return with minds overflowing or utterly shattered.

He is often invoked by inventors, artificers, alchemists, scholars, and even philosophers who believe that the universe itself can be understood through method and iteration. His followers build rather than preach—laboratories and academies serve as their temples, and sacred texts are blueprints inked with reverence.

Though Eryndor does not often engage in divine conflict, his existence occasionally draws the eye of other knowledge-aligned deities. Othniel, the Divine Scholar, represents the preservation and sharing of knowledge, while Senoritha, the Luminous Enchantress, pursues transcendent, often arcane truths. Eryndor, in contrast, values the mechanical, the observable, and the provable—not to oppose them, but to complete the triangle of divine knowledge. Mortals often describe the three as complementary facets of a greater idea: wisdom in form, in force, and in understanding.

Miracles from Eryndor often take the form of sudden insight, a perfect design appearing in a dream, or broken machinery spontaneously correcting itself when touched by an inspired hand. It’s said that the greatest of his clerics have entire clockwork hearts, gifts bestowed when their original ones failed from obsession.