It began with a letter to Ironbeard from a bright-eyed youth of Ka'doloki by the name of Nhalar. Writing to the dwarf out of season with intent to catch his eye early, the child expressed a wish for a snowman to be brought to him for Logosmas, something that his balmy surroundings almost never allowed. Responding almost immediately, Ironbeard flew into action, disturbing the resting halflings of Merrywick with his sudden arrival before he appeared, sleigh in tow, in Tir Murann.

There he met with the mage Iayh of House Feranki and, after expressing some frustration that his out-of-season power was far below his maximum capacity, called in a debt from the Vertani instead: asking her to conjure up a suitable present for young Nhalar. A quick visit to Ka'doloki later and the incantation was complete. The skeletal frame of a Logosmas golem manifested and Iayh invited all willing to augment it with crystals to complete the spell.

Over two months, Achaeans toiled relentlessly to do just that, infusing the burgeoning construct with over thirty nine thousand magical crystals, with Veldrin and Nezaya having supplied almost a full half between them. As the golem grew, so too did the occasional unstable resonance it emitted; similar to a typical destabilised vibration, these effects required careful precision and harmonious balancing to prevent disaster. And this too the dedicated Mages saw to ensuring.

As the creature reached monstrous proportions, the instabilities it emitted reached a critical mass. No longer able to infuse it with crystals, the Magi instead discovered to their horror that any attempt to construct their own crystalline golems met with explosive failure. Across the land, the inharmonious resonance pulsed in potent waves, eradicating all knife sigils wheresoever they lay. Too, those skilled in the creation of such enchantments found they were no longer able to do so: the interference of the massive golem too much to overcome. While Ka'doloki suffered constant bouts of unstable magic with each passing minute of the golem's existence, things only worsened for the Magi.

So much wild magic in the air had elicited an additional effect: Magi were no longer able to sever their channels to Air, Earth, Fire, and Water, instead forced to act as unwilling conduits for the elements torrenting through them. And the risk of these perpetually open channels soon became clear as creatures large and small seized the opportunity to enter the Prime and attack any and all who stood before them. While ashbeasts and elementals and sea serpents and stonebacks ran rampant, one particularly enterprising sprite from the Plane of Air took the chance to ply its wares at a captive audience of customers, offering incredible deals on land in distant parts of the Plane. Most wisely eschewed this attempt at chicanery. But not all.

Mid-Glacian, Moghedu's mages began experiencing similar discontentment and the underground tunnels became swarmed with these elemental creatures. Led by Asmodron, Dalran, and Yen, a contingent of adventurers bravely fought them off while Tatynne and Sir Mertyn killed droves of their own. At last the adventurers fought their way to Tatynne, bolstered by the master conjuror's dampening vibration while the Undefeated Legions of Moghedu cleansed the remainder.

In conjunction with a well-expressed disgust at Ironbeard's failure to understand the delicate realities of Artificing and resonance - and that of those who had helped - Tatynne offered the adventurers a method to instead siphon the collected magic from the golem. Failure, she warned, would result only in continued and worsening problems. Seemingly eager at the prospect of potentially saving the world, Dalran and his two companions quickly relocated to the golem in Ka'doloki and began a work soon joined by their fellows.

Several days and relentless toil later, the thirty nine thousand crystals empowering the golem were deprived of their energies, largely by the efforts of Dalran, Lif, Kaburia, Argwin, and several others of a magical persuasion who took care to discharge their own suddenly-volatile reserves of wild magic, with only a handful of fatal explosions ensuing in the process.

A month hence and Chellen of the Elemental Embassy seemed to at last proffer a solution. Arranging an appointment with the Primes and keeping perfect time and order, the ornery administrator vented her frustrations in the form of a highly heated explanation of the problem: the forced-open elemental channels meant that creatures great and small, harmless and malevolent, were now entering Prime en masse and bypassing Embassy treaties and regulations in order to do so. Citing countless cases of illicit class G substance transactions as well as errant property trading, the administrator's patience had worn thin and, in conjunction with the Conclave of Achaea, had negotiated a treaty by which the famed magical organisation would enact proper regulations and licensing over the summoning of these creatures, and in exchange, the Elemental Planes would relax the forced channeling that Magi had suffered for now four months.

Though they had permanently damaged their ability to manufacture artificing golems, this newfound agreement provided ample opportunity for additional study. Shamelessly, the First Dragon Yudhishthira foisted responsibility for licensing onto Hycanthus, his Second Seat, who began issuing permits to Sapience's Mages with simple advice: "now go and blow something up!"

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Summary: Attempting to fulfil a child's Logosmas wish, Mages across the land built a golem that soon became unstable and forced open their elemental channels. Eventually, Tatynne of Moghedu taught the Mages how to stabilise the golem, and Chellen of the Elemental Embassy negotiated a way to close the channels, restoring order. Though they had permanently damaged their access to artificing golems, Magi now have the right to conjure various creatures from the Elemental Planes.

Penned by My hand on the 8th of Daedalan, in the year 932 AF.