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Physical Description
No one, not even the dolls know what he looks like, and so his appearance has been lost to time. A mysterious and cryptic figure, the most anyone has seen of him is his silhouette, shadowed against the walls of the fabled mansion where he is said to live... well, where that mansion is, nobody knows..
Key Description
Does this key even exist? That is yet unknown.
Personality
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Skill(s)/Abilities
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Fears
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History
Once upon a time, there was a lonely man - a dollmaker he was, and back then, dolls were simply lifeless things that took on a human form. They were beautiful, precious creations, but merely a child's plaything. However, he was the maker of those dolls, and he made each of them with the utmost care. One day, this man all but disappeared. He drew into himself first, and then into his home. He refused to speak to anyone, and no one saw him for many years to come. The people were not even sure he was still living. Now, the real events that occurred is hazed in the mists of time gone by, but there are many stories regarding them. Some say that a sort of madness came over this man, and he became obsessed with something that did not exist... and perhaps, these people have the truth closest at hand. One day, laughter was heard from the house, and he emerged from his house with a smile too bright to be of this world. Beside him was a timid child, with features fair and clothes fit for the most priceless of any doll.
Fitting... for that was what the child was. The clothes could hide the wooden joints, but not the hardness of his skin, nor the glass surface of his eyes. That boy was a doll, one moving but not alive, one who spoke but did not live... one who 'lived' but would not die. He was the first of many to come.
Now, countless years have past, countless turns of the hourglass, countless turns of the sun... and dolls now populate the world. They live amongst the human settlements as it was the will of their creator. This man of legend from eras past - people now call him the Dollmaster. Yet, strangely still, dolls continue to appear, to live on, as if they were humans themselves. The Dollmaster should have died long before, so who keeps making these dolls, so life-like that they now can laugh and cry as humans can?
Over the years, they become more and more like humans, with socket joints replaced with smoother curves, and wooden flesh replaced with softer clay. The old and the new both live on, never aging, never dying, yet still slowly growing more human. The human heart already exists - it is the body that will not follow, for after all, the dolls move not from food and drink...
... but simply the turn of a key.
Of course, if one reads the front page, they know of this already.
Other
It is yet unknown if this man of fable himself is still living... but all assumes that he is.