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Name: Rowan “Stoks” Ploome
Sex: Male
Race: Panther
Sexuality: Homosexual
Appearance: A tall black, medium-built panther with clean fur, and a devilish smile. He has ivory white teeth, emerald green eyes, and fur as black as a moonless midnight. He is approx. 6’2’’. As far as clothes go, you can usually catch him wearing a black shirt, black pants, and a brown leather belt with three leather pouches on his sides, and has bare-paws. But he is also known to pull off many disguises depending on the situation and his agenda.
Bio: Rowan comes from the village of Lu’ni, a society of beast-folk with a provincial sense of how the world of Haa should be. Lu’nian society doesn’t believe in tickling, fun, or pleasure. Rowan was the odd one of his litter, he constantly would be bullied by various animals, bulls, stickletops, wolves, foxes, lions, tigers, and bears, even panthers like him about his weak stature, and his open sexuality. As he grew older, he began to teach himself how to stealth, sneak, and conceal his face, an intellectual in a society of brutes, in poetic words. When he became older, he began to humiliate his bullies by tickle and run. Soon, Rowan was banished from Lu’ni and became a bandit, a ticklingly terrifying bandit who took from small towns until he met Zn’th, the White Wolf. After tickling him, he retired to become a tickle hunter, and began to go all throughout Haa, and tickle anyone he seems fit into submission. He made friends in his travels and protects them from G’glynn’s forces.
Hot Spots: Rowan makes definitely sure that he never is put into any tickle victim position, but when he is tickled, which rarely happens, he is very ticklish. His feet grew less sensitive over the years because he trained his feet to be less ticklish than when he was a kid. His armpits, sides, and knees are weak spots, but his belly, neck, and thighs got his feet’s sensitivity from when he was a kid. The only way you can make him ticklish on his feet, is by poking a certain spot on his back, which makes his sensitivity come back, after that, he is fair game.
Special Info:
- Rowan is a master of disguise, he uses many different costumes, male and female, to complete his mission, whether he is doing a job, stalking a tickle target, or just because he feels like it. He is such a master of disguise, it’s really hard to tell whether he’s a boy or a girl in his costumes.
Sex: Male
Race: Panther
Sexuality: Homosexual
Appearance: A tall black, medium-built panther with clean fur, and a devilish smile. He has ivory white teeth, emerald green eyes, and fur as black as a moonless midnight. He is approx. 6’2’’. As far as clothes go, you can usually catch him wearing a black shirt, black pants, and a brown leather belt with three leather pouches on his sides, and has bare-paws. But he is also known to pull off many disguises depending on the situation and his agenda.
Bio: Rowan comes from the village of Lu’ni, a society of beast-folk with a provincial sense of how the world of Haa should be. Lu’nian society doesn’t believe in tickling, fun, or pleasure. Rowan was the odd one of his litter, he constantly would be bullied by various animals, bulls, stickletops, wolves, foxes, lions, tigers, and bears, even panthers like him about his weak stature, and his open sexuality. As he grew older, he began to teach himself how to stealth, sneak, and conceal his face, an intellectual in a society of brutes, in poetic words. When he became older, he began to humiliate his bullies by tickle and run. Soon, Rowan was banished from Lu’ni and became a bandit, a ticklingly terrifying bandit who took from small towns until he met Zn’th, the White Wolf. After tickling him, he retired to become a tickle hunter, and began to go all throughout Haa, and tickle anyone he seems fit into submission. He made friends in his travels and protects them from G’glynn’s forces.
Hot Spots: Rowan makes definitely sure that he never is put into any tickle victim position, but when he is tickled, which rarely happens, he is very ticklish. His feet grew less sensitive over the years because he trained his feet to be less ticklish than when he was a kid. His armpits, sides, and knees are weak spots, but his belly, neck, and thighs got his feet’s sensitivity from when he was a kid. The only way you can make him ticklish on his feet, is by poking a certain spot on his back, which makes his sensitivity come back, after that, he is fair game.
Special Info:
- Rowan is a master of disguise, he uses many different costumes, male and female, to complete his mission, whether he is doing a job, stalking a tickle target, or just because he feels like it. He is such a master of disguise, it’s really hard to tell whether he’s a boy or a girl in his costumes.
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