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The Transporter is obsessed with inventions, gears, oil, and springs. His nights are whittled away by fantastical ideas and what-ifs, has-beens and will-bes. Experiments involving carriages and hot air balloons produce steam powered chariots, which he forces upon prospect customers. Lamps hang from rotting wooden posts strewn across the village, interlinked by a web of wires that wrap around every doorframe and gutter. He often mumbles to himself as he passes by the bakery, drawing attention from the local Investigators and Consiglieres. What could this good citizen of Salem be planning for the innocent baker? When they discover his identity as a Transporter, they may think that he's the pyromaniac who lit up City Hall, or perhaps their investigations will go awry and he will be revealed as a Witch - who better to burn at the Salem stake than a sorcerer who thickens the air with a filmy black smog? But there's always a chance that he will continue to evade capture by riding in his unique chariot, yet will leave behind a trail of bodies, Mafia, Jester, and Town alike. (credit)