What walks before you is a lanky ratlike being, frail by nature and small in size, standing at just over four feet in height. He is covered, from head-to-ankles, in pristine white fur, neatly combed and carefully groomed to almost saintly levels of cleanliness. So clean, in fact, that he smells curiously of rosewater.

While he is largely white in colour, his hands, feet, and tail are instead a pale gray in hue, thick-skinned and lightly scarred from battles lost. Through the white fur of his soft, muzzled face peers a pair of piercing red eyes - A constant, intelligent gaze that watches the world without missing even the smallest of details.

His ears bear an assortment of random gems and gold or silver pierced through them, glittering lightly in even the faintest of light. At most times, too, his small frame is covered by a heavy coat of unknown make - A dress-shirt and a pair of pants matching it. Though the clothing has obviously seen better days - It is worn and tattered in places, and the lower halves of the pantlegs have been cut away to make the garment more comfortable for rattish legs. He is also seen with a crystal-embedded staff that he uses for walking.

Should one get overtly curious or chance a lucky glance, they'd find a hefty set of balls between the ratling's thighs, a generously-filled sheath looming over them, definitively marking his gender as nothing less than 100% male.





Yes. Khul is very well endowed, but he needs that blood for his think-speaks, and not for his hump-ruts.


Red Lights: Women, She-males.