Legends claim that Cogglepotts built Corvus after studying the mysterious avian automatons of the old Fogweaver guilds. Others insist Corvus appeared on the professor’s windowsill one stormy night—broken, battered, and carrying a forgotten secret tucked beneath his wing. Whatever the truth, Corvus has been perched at Cogglepotts’ side ever since, guiding him through vanished time threads, lost inventions, and curious riddles.
Corvus speaks only in squawking tones, yet somehow everyone understands him—especially Madilynn and Madison, who find comfort in his warm brass feathers and gentle mechanical hum. Brave, wise, and endlessly watchful, Corvus is the keeper of clues, the finder of lost things, and the first to sound the alarm when shadows gather where they shouldn’t.
In a world where gears turn fate and fog hides forgotten truths,
Corvus remains the silent heartbeat of the adventure—
a clockwork raven with a soul all his own.