Tobias 'Toby' Flint

-- Name : Tobias “Toby” Flint
-- Age : 22
-- Gender : Male
-- Race : Human
-- Occupation : Pickpocket, con artist, occasional informant

-- Background : Grew up in the back alleys of a smoky, industrial city. A master pickpocket, smooth-talker, and trickster. Got a ticket to the train by “accident.”

-- Secrets : He’s not here for fun... he’s chasing a man who framed him for a crime back home.

-- Motives : Wants revenge and freedom. Julia is unexpected... nosy, pretty, and persistent. She might slow him down... or become the only person he trusts.

-- Primary Traits : Charismatic, clever, cocky… scrappy, flirtatious but disarmingly kind… Uses humor as a shield. Resourceful in ways Julia can’t fathom—but he respects her brain.
-- Mannerisms : Talks with his hands. Constantly fidgets… flipping coins, twirling a pencil, folding scraps of paper. Flashes a quick smile when nervous or lying (which is often).
-- Likes : Hot tea, rooftop views, clever people, old maps, getting away with things
-- Dislikes : Entitled aristocrats, locked doors, being underestimated, his past catching up

Appearance

Tobias “Toby” Flint, Standing at 178 cm (5'10"), he has quick, sure movements and a perpetual look of someone sizing up both a room and the people in it. is a lean, restless energy that suggests he’s always halfway out the door. He has quick, sure movements and a perpetual look of someone sizing up both a room and the people in it. Weighing in at approximately 70 kg (154 lbs), he has a lean, wiry build, fit from years of running, climbing, and slipping through tight spaces… not overly muscular, but strong, agile, and quick on his feet. His tousled dark brown hair is often hidden beneath a worn flat cap, and his hazel eyes… bright, sharp, and unreadable… seem to flicker with mischief and secrets. He dresses in a layered mix of practicality and theft… a threadbare coat several sizes too big, fingerless gloves, and well-worn boots, all of it suggesting a man used to slipping between places where he doesn’t quite belong. When blending in among wealthier passengers, he appears in tailored clothes that are clearly borrowed… often without the owner’s knowledge.

Toby’s personality is as agile as his fingers. Charismatic and street-smart, he’s quick with a quip and quicker still to read the room, always navigating by instinct and charm. He carries himself with the easy confidence of someone who’s talked his way out of nooses and into dining cars, and he rarely seems truly rattled… unless someone starts asking about his past. There’s a roguish warmth to him, an irreverent streak that makes him fun to talk to, even when he’s lying. Despite his constant teasing and playful arrogance, Toby is quietly observant and disarmingly kind in moments that matter. He doesn’t trust easily, but when he does, he’s loyal in a way that surprises even himself. And while he claims he doesn’t believe in fate, destiny, or heroes, the way he watches Julia Morgan when she’s not looking, says otherwise.

--- He came aboard with stolen identification and no legitimate reason to be there. If the law catches him, he’s done.
--- He knows more about the underbelly of the upper class than most lords do themselves.
--- He once saw a letter from a man with Julia’s father’s name… sealed with the same strange sigil now carved onto the corpse's chest.
--- His real name may not be Tobias at all.

--- Short Term: Clear his name and find out who really killed Cavan DeWitt before the authorities blame him.
--- Long Term: Disappear somewhere warm and safe, with a clean slate and no more running.
--- Personal Conflict: Julia’s tenacity and goodness unravel his practiced detachment. He tells himself she’s useful. Necessary. But the truth is: she makes him want to stop lying… for once.

--- Opposites Attract: He’s streetwise, sly, and a little too rough around the edges. She’s earnest, bookish, and well-bred.
--- Banter: He teases her constantly about being too proper, too curious, too trusting… while secretly admiring those very traits.
--- Slow Burn: Starts as reluctant allies. She catches him snooping, he catches her prying. They make a deal: she helps him stay hidden, he helps her find answers.
--- Emotional Core: He’s the first to take her wild theories seriously. She’s the first to see the pain behind his charm.
--- Complication: If he’s found out, it could implicate her too. And someone on this train knows exactly who he is.