| Whisper | |
| Gender | Male |
|---|---|
| Heritage | Taint (2) |
| Birthdate | ??? |
| Age | ??? |
| Birthplace | Maratha (presumably) |
| Contact | Ashe |
Whisper is well-known among the city's Tainted population — or at least, he has a reputation. He's known for loyalty and for holding grudges. Less is known about him personally.
Personality:
Whisper is known as a rather dangerous person to offend, and the few who get on his good side are rewarded with the truest loyalty — but never closeness, for Whisper has his secrets, and keeps them well.
Skills and Weaknesses
Whisper's taint manifests in his physiology. Throat and torso are covered by dense fur which offers some measure of protection against attack and more against cold; his habitually bare feet are more pawlike and also furred around the edges, lending silence to his steps. Elongated arms let him run on all fours, bounding sprints of up to 30 mph. He's also good at climbing — and the tail helps with balance. Retractile claws tip all of Whisper's fingers and toes. What really unsettles most people, however, is the short, not-quite-simian muzzle that takes up half of his face.
History:
Like many who are visibly tainted, Whisper has lived on the streets and in the shadows for his entire life. Some have known him for a long time, but no one seems to really remember his childhood. Everyone knows of Whisper the adult — not quite a leader of the Tainted community, but with something of an unofficial following nonetheless. Very, very quiet whispers among the Tainted claim he has some sort of connection with the soldiers, or perhaps a retainer of some noble house; every now and again, Whisper passes around information he really shouldn't have, such as when the army is planning one of their periodic city purges. However, no one's confronted him yet with the suspicion — it's too great a boon to risk breaking.
