What kind of positions are we looking for in the village?
All kinds! Though specifically we are currently looking for
~Warriors (Must speak with admins about this first)
~Storytellers ~Caretakers (only for the foals)
~Healers (doctors and nurses)
~Gardeners (help get food for the whole village)
~Catalogers (write down new scriptures for the library, both about facts of plants and animals and fables for the foals)
Open roleplay of this really cool mural that I love.
Archery lessons. The centaur, Ardeus, couldn't believe he was assigned to goddamned archery lessons again. All of the students sucked. He stood to the side watching everyone aim and miss over and over and over again. It was infuriating to watch. "Okay, everyone. That's enough. Let me show you one more time." He walked over, his tail twitching as he moved. He picked up a bow and positioned himself correctly. "This is how you stand. Shoulders straight, legs apart." Being a centaur had its advantages, like being able to balance much easier than the humans he was teaching and he tried to keep that in mind. But to him, this was just way too easy for how bad they were. Ardeus remembered what he had been told about his temper. 'They're students. Stop being so harsh.' He had mocked the boss after he said that but that may have been the reason he was assigned to his least favorite job again. He'd rather clean up the stables. At least then he'd get to interact with his own people. He worked at a camp for demigods and honestly, he hated it. But what other work could he get as a freaking horse man? As he watched the students, one of them walked over to him. "Teacher, can you help me?" He was a scrawny little pale camper that Ardeus recognized vaguely. The centaur sighed. "Yeah, sure." He walked over to him and stood behind him. "Get into position." The boy did and surprisingly, he had great posture. "There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with your stance. Aim and shoot." The boy shot the arrow but he missed by a long shot. He was doing everything right but it looked like he had missed on purpose. "How...?" The centaur looked at him in surprise. "Are you trying to mess up? If so, it's pretty obvious." He said, annoyed.
I just remembered that his bottom half is a horse and winced. Poor child.
Hibiscus never attended school or left her house for that matter, being a centaur left her ashamed for what she it. She had always wished their was another centaur or someone who could accept her for who she was. She was home schooled by choice and lived along on a ranch a bit fair from the local town. Early one morning, she decided to go to the outskirts of the town, staying out of sight and observing things before galloping into a forest. She came to a sliding stop, freezing as she noticed //you// walking though the forest. //you// then.. #openrp#rpforgirls#rpforguys#centaurrp#rpforeveryone (can be #yurirp#dirtyrp )