Shrugging, Brian started trotting for LavenGuard. Brian showed up a few minutes later, her nose wrinkled in obvious disgust. Although most of the people stared at her, no one seemed to care about a centaur being in town. Those that Brian could see smiled and waved at her, while those out of sight whispered and laughed nastily.
"Hail, centauress!" A large, beefy man in a leather apron and loincloth strode out of the town stable. "Welcome to our town."
Brian nodded and smiled, having seen only friendly faces. "Greetings, sir! I am an adventureress passing through in search of my mate Mike perhaps you've seem him." "There are several members of my party waiting outside. Is your village open to all races? None of us are human."
The man grinned even more broadly. "But of course! We are always happy to see elves, satyrs, minotaurs, and others. But we have a special place for centaurs - your kind are quite important to us. And I must say that you are one of the finest specimens I have ever seen!"
Brian actually blushed brightly very much in character for a female, but Ty knew that he wouldn't be able to do that much longer. "I thank you for the compliment. Are there other centaurs here?"
The man nodded and gestured towards the stable. "Several of your kind are inside. I am sure they would love to see you, perhap one is your mate. Our tavern is not really set up to serve those of your bulk."
"That would be great!" Brian agreed following the man back to the stable. Chuckling, Ty popped inside and watched as they entered the huge barn-like building. There were many fine horses in here, but no centaurs were visible.
The former human looked around, obviously puzzled. "Where are the centaurs?"
"Out back, I suppose. Why don't you wait here and I'll get one of them for you." The man indicated a large, empty stall.
"In a dirty old stall." Brian shook her head. "I'll wait here." The man looked a little annoyed, but then shrugged.
"OK. I'll be back in a minute."
Ty watched the centauress look around the busy stable. Some of the stable hands were muttering among themselves, and a couple seemed to intentionally lead horses past her so he had to keep moving around to stay out of the way. Brian was glaring at the back end of one of the pushy stallions when she felt something land on her broad equine back.......