The Tabaxi Situation
As little as one century ago no one had ever heard of nor seen a tabaxi. Then ships made of strange woods and metals began piercing the Divine Barrier, their magics stripped by the divine essence of the wall and the ships falling to the land violently and suddenly. The survivors of the crashes, when there were any, were small in number and strange of body, with souls foreign to these lands. They claimed to be simple merchants, traveling from one planar system to another, buying and selling goods from one in the other and so forth, they came to Arckiel for the purposes of trade, having only found the strange new location they raced to arrive knowing that being the first merchants to make contact would get fortunes beyond those of their competitors.
And so dozens and hundreds of planar vessels sailed to their doom, with each having only a few dozen crew to begin with and often having casualties amongst that small number. And then things began to slow down, fewer and fewer ships arriving as the years went until twenty years ago when the last of them crashed through the barrier and shattered in flames before reaching land or sea.
The survivors however have made themselves useful, bringing with them knowledge of the planes unheard of amongst even the heights of the Raven Cult. The survivors have integrated relatively well, with them being particularly common as courtesans, entertainers, and trade advisors in The Court, and many having picked up their trade as traveling merchants and explorers.
The generations of tabaxi that have been born in the masked lands however have adapted to the harsher colder environments, growing thicker grey fur and manes, adopted more durable physicalities, these individuals have become known as the Leonin, due to their visual similarities with the Lions native to the mountains of the Masked Lands.
