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Villager: Galant

Hailing from Tigereye Peak, this Saggitari travels places unknown, engineering an airship with the help of Chuckles the Hyena, and Beast the Wickerbeast. Galant acts as the voice and face of the airship's crew when not dealing with the ship's steam engine, or tinkering with new and unusual gadgets or gizmos.

Galant is extremely surefooted, able to climb sheer cliffs and perch on tiny ledges. A master engineer, capable of repairing any steam engine. Rumored to have once lived with a traveling circus, Galant is skilled at parkour, solving unusual problems with unconventional means, acting, and mediating arguments.

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"Step right up, folks, and see the majesty of the Five Village Circus! Natives from all five villages under one Big Top, tonight only! We've got Manokits from Oceandome! We've got a Wickerbeast tamer, from the wilds of Dragonsmaw Manor! Saggitari acrobats from Olde Foxbury! We've even got a Dutch Angel Dragon! And our star attraction...!"

Galant didn't bother listening to the rest of Ringmaster Goldmane's speech as the four acrobats were doing last minute stretches and warmups before the performance. They could hear the furious Wickerbeast growling at her "tamer" from across the tent, (did they ever feed her?), as they balanced on ropes and balls.

All four acrobats were nervous, hoping for a good crowd. If they didn't get a good crowd, or have a good show, nobody got to eat. Trying not to think about that, Galant practiced balancing on one hoof on the rope. It was difficult, and only a few inches off the ground, but a fall here could mean a fall twenty feet up. Which meant death, because Ringmaster Goldmane was too cheap to buy nets.

"We've got a good crowd tonight! The other clowns and I just got done riling 'em up! Give 'em a good show!" Chuckles the hyena called merrily as he rode past on his unicycle back to the clown's tent.

Galant and the other acrobats waved at him as he passed earning a honk from his red nose. Chuckles was the best, and oldest, clown in the circus, and that usually meant he could be trusted, even when the sleazy Ringmaster could not. If he said they had a good crowd, they were going to put on the best show of the year.

"...And now, galloping in from Olde Foxbury, we have the Sagittarius Family Acrobats!"

On queue, all four acrobats galloped into the ring. The act started simple, at first. Balancing on balls, jumping through hoops, prancing around with another acrobat on their shoulders. Then, they ascended to the tightrope. Galant set a hoof on the rope, then paused. That rope was too slack. Far too slack. Almost as if it wasn't even secure.

Frozen and unable to speak or act, Galant could only watch as the other three hurried onto the rope, eager to please the crowd and the Ringmaster, only to watch it unravel at their weight.

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"You're sure this is real Salamander Fur?"

"Absolutely. 100%, fine Salamander Fur. No other materials. Completely fireproof."

"Good, good. I have your payment right here."

"Perfect. ...What's with the mask and gloves?"

"Allergies."

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Ringmaster Goldmane was found dead in his train car early one spring morning. His cause of death was unknown, but some argue the biggest clue was his prized jacket, which he boasted was made from Salamander Fur, which is, in fact, a fireproof fabric woven from Asbestos fibers.

Shortly after, the rest of the circus disbanded, with three of its members, Chuckles the clown, Galant the acrobat, and "Beast" the Wickerbeast leaving together in search of a new home. The trio managed to find an old, run-down airship for sale, purchasing it with their pooled funds. Now, they travel the skies in search of adventure, and money.

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Salamander Fur is a real material once worn by royalty. It was made from asbestos fibers, which were not known to be deadly at the time. Now, however, it is known to be extremely toxic and the leading cause of Mesothelioma.