Centaur Ride Service
Welcome to the Centaur Ride Service, where centaurs haul bipeds and their cargo across the land for a most reasonable fee! You are a male centaur just starting a new day, with all kinds of customers whom you might encounter! They may not be too happy about the price though, which is why many centaurs offer an "under-belly discount". Negotiate your price and take your customer across the land!It's a beautiful morning! The sky is clear and the sun shines bright on the horizon. On distant mountains, the crystals growing there reflect the light and give everything an additional shimmer to it. It's a new day in this land of magic and wonder, and the Centaur Ride Service is open for business once more.
As the bipedal staff tend to you and the other centaurs, helping you prepare for a potentially long day of travel and hauling, the front receptionist sets out the signs and opens windows to let everyone know the CRS is ready for clients. Before long your coat has been brushed, the harnesses cleaned up and oiled, and everything is ready for your turn to take a customer from here to anywhere!
You hear an alert bell ring, followed by a voice magically echoing across the rest area as the receptionist calls:"There's a customer approaching. Come say hi and see if you can get the commission!"Time to see who wants to hire your services today!
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
Stanley Snyder
No snow dancing, just fighting.
Gladiolus Amicitia
It's been three years since the endless night fell. Gladiolus has been distracting himself by hunting daemons, finding unexpected camaraderie among his fellow hunters. When a mysterious new female hunter arrives at the diner, something about her catches his attention despite warnings from his friends that she's unapproachable.
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