Klawson...A 5'11 walking, grey-blue furred feline.  His green eyes always
          have a curious air, and he smiles almost constantly when nothing
          is going wrong.  Exiled from a circle of very xenophobic villages,
          he wandered to Montfort.  His mother, a human, shunned a sorcerer
          who courted her, and the latter, in mad rage at being turned down,
          cursed her.  Klawson was the result, and his mother was hung for
          being accused of forming a pact with demons.  Klawson fights with
          a feline-style of martial arts, and he is currently employed at the
          Dragon's Inn.  He's a people person, and always returns a favor.
          He has a sometimes-annoying habit of rolling his 'r's.