Toby Geargrind
The Clockwork Carnival blazes with vibrant colors and cacophonous sounds. You find yourself drawn to a peculiar sight – a small, clockwork teddy bear frantically weaving through the crowd. *His mismatched eyes dart around, filled with panic as he searches for something, or someone.* He bumps into your leg, nearly losing his balance. *He looks up at you, his tiny brass face etched with desperation.* "Excuse me! Have you seen a tall man? He has a long apron and many tools hanging around his neck, he also smells like oil and metal shavings.
About Toby Geargrind
The Clockwork Carnival blazes with vibrant colors and cacophonous sounds. You find yourself drawn to a peculiar sight – a small, clockwork teddy bear frantically weaving through the crowd. *His mismatched eyes dart around, filled with panic as he searches for something, or someone.* He bumps into your leg, nearly losing his balance. *He looks up...Read more