Perpetrated by the followers of the god of the arts, love, and pleasure, by the way.
The Art of Fucking Shit Up, certainly. And the (arguable) titular heroine is from that shithole and says it's all A-OK.
...What was that about Savin, red ants and fascism again?
How do you think centaur genetics work?
If a centaur bangs a human, is the result a normal centaur or does it get more and more human as they go?
What if a centaur bangs another race like a goblin? Does the human get replaced by the other race?
Is centaur a half breed between human and horse genetically, or is it its own thing after breeding with its own race so long?
Maybe centaurs just always breed true?
*pulls out glasses*
According to Greek mythology, centaurs were conceived following the romantic adventures of the king of the Lapiths and clouds in the shape of Hera, which apparently was followed by the offspring of said relationship doing it with the Magnesium mares.
Greek myths generally assert that centaurs are unnaturally born beings unless their mating features a centauride's uterus as she's the only being able to handle such a pregnancy and, most important than all, is able to pop out the fucking thing.
Most modern media, if they ever touch the subject, rarely feature them doing that with humans. Mostly because the males are usually really fucking ugly and the one exception that comes to mind (Chiron from Fate) is both a dead servant and generally too nice to engage in such a thing.
Summing it up - nothing happens, CoC2 is shit.
