Most often heard before he's seen, the quadrupled sound of hooves clipping and clopping along cobblestone usually sounds his approach. Easily spied as a creature of centaur-like and fiendish origins, his massive circular curled-back horns and vividly bright red eyes make this obvious. Ash-white hair that is smoothly swept back and pointed ears bear all the hallmarks of fiendish lineage having crept alongside his centaur blood.

The humanoid half of the man is strongly built, chiseled muscles that seem utterly tense at all times. Here and there a vein rises to the surface of his dark mocha skin. The few blemishes he holds are light scars from an adventuring life. He obviously favors light clothing, though carries a small armory of items on his person.

The equine half of this fellow is powerfully built, like a mighty warhorse or massive Clydesdale. Though his equestrian half is powerfully built, it remains nimble enough to manipulate through the narrow places of the city. The thin veil of black hair coating his equine body, neatly kept and maintained. More often than not, though, he has a few items like a large bag for carrying treasure and baubles, or a sword, or even flintlock styled firearms. All of this hanging from a light barding that might serve as an improvised saddle - should someone ever be lucky or brave enough to try!

A light scent of wood-ash and iron follows him. Judging by the equipment he carries, the fellow might style himself as a smithy now and then, or visit places of extreme heat and fire.

             --OOC--

Reds: Childlike characters, people who can't distinguish OOC from IC. This character doesn't commit rape, If you want something kinky, approach him and engage in *gasp* interactive conversation!

Yellows: Who even does this? If you're not certain on something, I most likely won't press it.

Greens: Extremely kinky fun, all the lewd stuff that can be done with a centaur styled creature in fantasy settings! Though a few specific kinks would be: impregnation or threat of, cum-swollen bellies, giving cum-baths, plastering someone white with his sticky tar-thick spunk. Tight fits and even physics/biological-defying fucking. Let those wild thoughts run free.










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His equine cock is a wonder of muscle and a daunting task for anyone to consider fooling around with. A hefty pair of balls that are utterly dense and weigh impossibly heavy for any smaller creature is readily noticeable. His sheathe conceals the monolithic shaft of muscle that is almost always glistening like wet obsidian. This girthy breeding mast rapidly spills from his sheathe when he is aroused, usually so fast that it's alarming to witness.
Barely half-rigid and it easily bobs around at over a foot long. At full rut his equine endowment is utterly a pillar of muscle at nearly two feet in length, constantly drooling utterly thick precum.

Even worse is when his lusts are fully roused and his breeding cannon blasts deliciously thick ropes of cum. His tremendously abundant seed is so startlingly potent. Pregnancy is nearly always assured as these wads of half-set jello cling and stick to any surface in a globby deluge of musky virility. Something easily noticeable by almost anyone is the softly luminescent nature of his cum, ebbing an utterly soothing warmth that never seems to lessen whilst actually granting a small glow of energy. Hinting at the possibly corrupting, addictive properties of his potency, should anyone partake of it!