Brains of the operation.

Tabaxi

Born and raised in Waterdeep.

Male

Mid to late 20s

160-180 lbs maybe?

6'0" at full extension

Lean and lithe

Gray and white

Extremely fluffy

Entire face. He is a cat

Green

• Is a cat

Likes to dress nicely, but doesn't really know how. His wardrobe is more function than form, and he's not given to excesses of frippery or embellishment.

Like most tabaxi, he doesn't usually wear shoes. However, as he's been traversing the sewers more often, he's recently acquired a pair of tall boots. (This directly followed an incident where he jumped into an underground room and found himself up to his ankles in literal shit.)

Chaotic Good

• Harper fanboy. He gives them automatic benefit of the doubt, and he's reluctant to question any Harper's methods or motives. He even restrains himself from prying too far into their secrets, though he desperately wants to make friends with them.


• Somewhat wary of drow, duergar, and other residents of the Underdark, as he's grown up with the common stereotype of them as shady characters. He's aware of this bias, though, and tries not to let it affect his judgment.

• Purrs when he's happy.

Adventurer, aspiring Harper

Currently contracted to the City Watch under Cpn. Staget.

He recently landed the killing blow on the devil that had slaughtered several dozen City Watchmen in the City of the Dead, which has earned him some acclaim among the Watch.

Fish cakes like Momma used to make.

• Born and raised in Waterdeep


• Kind of a hooligan in his youth


• Scared straight when the law came down on him


• Skipped town a few years ago to avoid falling back in with his old gang


• Hung out in Baldur's Gate for a while, which is where he discovered the Harpers


• Returned to Waterdeep a couple of months ago (at the urging of someone he met in Baldur's Gate), but his contact in Waterdeep went missing