The Wayfarers are an ancient spacefaring people and are synonymous with The Cartographer's College. Their origins are shrouded in myth, but it is commonly accepted that the species left their home planet early on, whether for survival reasons or a religious exodus isn't clear; but they spent the next millennia in search of a prophesied planet said to be at the centre of the universe. The Wayfarers traversed the galaxy in great fleets, systematically mapping everywhere they went in search of their promised land. Eventually they found a planet they dubbed 'Euclidea' whose co-ordinates held special religious significance to the Wayfarers and made it their new home.

Even though the Wayfarers had settled onto a permanent home exploration had become a part of their culture, religion and even their evolution so after setting up great archive's on their new home planet their continued their constant and rigorous mapping out of the galaxy. Eventually after a union between the two biggest rival factions of the Wayfarers formed the Cartographer's College which became a backbone of galactic trade and conquest pioneering new void-maps and keep old ones updated and even become one of 'The Nine'.

Adopted home of the Wayfarers and store of the great archives of the Cartographer Guild, Euclidia is known by another name: The Hidden Planet. The Cartographers College leaves it off all maps they distribute and go to great lengths to suppress any knowledge of it's location, as well as for self-preservation they do this because they see it as a sacred utopia that their race searched the galaxy for millennia to find. However the few outsiders that have been their speak of how it is a really an arid, rocky planet with the Wayfarer's having to resort to using bio-domes in order to harvest any crops.

Set in the centre of a binary star-system Euclidea appears not to move, caught between the gravity of the two surrounding stars, meaning it is also a planet of perpetual sunlight. The planets galactic coordinates hold great religious significance to the inhabiting Wayfarer's and it is the home of the ancient Cartographer's College. Life on Euclidea is decadent and steeped in tradition, each young Wayfarer must routinely set off to map the galaxy as part of various coming of age traditions and the store and upkeep of maps is treated sacredly.

Decades of travel, smuggling operations and dealing cartography under-the-table have made Quintus Quintillion very savvy when it comes to black-markets and he has a seemingly inexhaustible list of contacts right across the galaxy to fence to, some of which don't even want him dead.

Like most Wayfarers, Quintus is a dab-hand at languages and cultures, fluent in several dialects and a quick-learner to knew ones.

In combat Quint's main weapon is his guile and cunning, he'll always prefer to outwit his opponents rather than fight them head on. But his actual weapon is a nameless sword he conned out of a group of treasure hunters. Unknown to Quint the blade is imbued with a divine magic from a trickster god allowing the wielder limited entropy manipulation. Practically though this means it can generate ice and wear down nearby power sources.

Quintus Quintillion always held the unshakeable belief that rules generally applied to other people. Like most Wayfarers he was born on Euclidea and taken from a young age to be inducted into the illustrious Cartographer's College where he was raised and educated to be an intergalactic-cartographer. Throughout his life he was sent traversing the cosmos on various pilgrimages to bring back more details for the great galactic MAP back on Euclidea. But unlike most Wayfarers, Quintus was never content.

Chance, fate, luck, whatever you might call it, Quint's life changed on one fateful venture. While mapping a small ice-moon he stumbled across a group of illegal archeologists excavating beneath the surface. Protocol of the Cartographer's College is either non-intervention, or to notify local authorities; Quintus did neither. Instead he opted to hail the group with a fake Arc Luminous military signal. It had the desired effect of sending the skittish treasure hunters off-world before you could say '12 years in max security'.

Quintus wasted no time at all in investigating what turned out to be a sort of underground ice-temple dedicated to some forgotten god. Barren except for one object, an ancient sword that the young cartographer found himself inexplicably drawn to...

Something about that journey seemed to change Quint, while he always had a slight touch of thrill seeker to him, now he seemed to compulsively hunt risks, deliberately sowing tricks and chaos as he went. He was still self-serving and hedonistic but now their seemed almost a more purposeful edge to him. And the sword never seemed to leave his side.

On further travels Quintus found himself now drawn to various underworlds and criminal classes, though he viewed them with general disdain he was more than happy to relieve them of their credits. Travelling as a cartographer after all turned out to be the perfect guise for a smuggler.

A couple decades or so smuggling and conning though and one too many close shaves made Quintus realise that smuggling held too many risks. It was only when one of his clientele, realising he was a cartographer, offered him a handsome sum to remove a smuggler's moon from the Guild's records that Quintus discovered the lucrative and comparatively risk-free venture of map-altering.

Want your smuggling route taken off the grid? Got you covered. Your planet's name swapped with another to bring in trade? Not a problem. Discount maps that undercut the Guild? Quintus Quintillion is your man...And supposing that asteroid you had taken off the map, the one that was obviously a hiding place for ill-gotten gains, is stumbled upon by er, 'third parties', well that would just be too bad. Quintus was in it more for the fun than he was for the credits, all the while keeping strange sword near him at all times.

But then of course, he screwed up. It was a simple job, old map of an uninteresting minor arm of the galaxy, no one would notice it was missing. But holomaps all look the same, particularly when you're a bit hung-over. The Crux Empire had just reached a major settlement with the Cartographer's College, narrowly outbidding the Arc Luminous for the newly completed void maps of the expansive and life-teeming Gamma Quadrant. The deal was in it's final stages of completion, a mighty Crux fleet was poised for a war of conquest, meanwhile sat in a dingy bar glancing at a holoscreen Quintus Quintillion realised what a horrible mistake he had made.

All of a sudden he was one of the most wanted men in the galaxy, the Crux Empire and the Cartographer's College both wanted him dead, but in a strange twist of fate owing to everyone misreading his intentions, Quintus Quintillion was hailed as a hero in the Gamma Quadrant for single-handedly stopping a Crux armada. Recognising that last to be equally as dangerous as the former two, Quint felt it was time to make a run for it; signing up to join the first ship he came across which just so happened to be in need of a man with underground connections...