Once a proud and populous race, the Tabaxi have all but scattered to
extinction. A race of hunters and warriors, who lived peacefully with those
around them. Being built to fight gives them a natural keenness over other
races.
Feline in appearance, they stand upright taller than a man. Limbs that end
in paws make it almost impossible to wield weapons. Having natural,
extendible claws, growing constantly throughout their lives. They have been
known to reach nearly a foot in length, in the older tribal hunters.
Fur covers the majority of their bodies, in various colours and patterns.
The colour spanning back to the original nine tribes. Although variations
are not unheard of.
Agility and swiftness lends itself to these warriors. The martial arts are
often a speciality of those who tread the path of the hunter. Not equipped
mentally, as well as physically they make poor mages. Unable to utter the
correct words, without rolling their tongues in a feline purr, does
disadvantage and characterise the Tabaxi.
Residing in the town of Shandrah the nine tribes have united as one. All
protected within one set of walls they work to rebuild their shattered
lifestyle. Looked over by their Protector Denton, he acts as god and
guardian angel. Born a Tabaxi himself, raised to watch out for his race.
Shandrah was built by his followers, and is the home to all that is left of
their race. They have a natural enemy, spawned from the disillusioned son of
Denton himself. The Thrikreen hunt and kill all Tabaxi they find. Not to be
trusted they turn even upon their own. Which is where the teaching and
strength of Denton comes into focus. Tabaxi work, fight and live as one.
Working together they can overcome individual foes.
Accepting all other races, the Tabaxi only have an animosity with the
thrikreen nearly extinguished Tabaxi from Kivekia. They must fight them
always to defend their way of life.
For more information, read about the Tabaxi Tribes.
