The lair is an artificers dream with every tool he could ever need, and some he never has. The lair is hot and smells of sulfur and burning flesh. The flesh burned from his…experiments as he attaches construct elements to them in an attempt to learn how to make himself more powerful. Metallic eyes of every shape and size are attached to the walls. This is at the bottom of a long abandoned mine that has been reclaimed by nature, wild magic, and the beholders construct and semi-construct creations. – Requested by (Alias: Josh Green)