Named after its own king, the city of Gara was stretching wide and far. The corruption around it had halted itself and instead began to attack the rest of the clans. It was far too perfect and the reason behind it all? Not the king himself, but his brother Isaac–the only human of the colony.
Born to a centaur yet with human limbs, he was meant to be squashed by his father at birth, but his mother did all that was possible to keep her child safe. Her attempts lasted years upon years, till the very day she poisoned her husband and then stabbed herself with a knife.
Isaac wasn't unaware of her sacrifice and so he did everything he could to be accepted into the rest of the centaurian society. And now as he sat on the council as the lone advisor to his red-maned brother, his pale lips lay curved in a forever smile.
"We know where the intruders are, I suppose we should send our men," Gara cackled, stroking his bushy red beard.