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Irony of Centaurs

Wed Aug 29, 2007, 7:35 PM
I'm not sure why I feel this is important to note, but it popped into my head so here you go.

Centaurs are full of pride. They fancy themselves fearless worriors and refuse to be ridden like a common horse. Well... that seems really F-ing stupid to me. Think about it this way, you have the torso of a human and the body of a horse. That's a pretty big target to aim at. Especially for an archer on the opposite end of the battlefield shooting arrows at you from a distance with impunity. It seems like to me.. and call me stupid, a centaur would benifit from having someone there to watch it's back. Think about it, wouldn't it be nice to have a hawkeyed elven archer riding backwards making sure no one can get close enough to flank you, while you plow through the forward lines of infantry dual wielding long swords? I mean.. I'm no 4th level dungeon master.. And this theory isn't coming from experience.. But logically it seems like a pretty smart idea. I mean.. they put machine guns on tanks to keep guys from just running up and dropping a grenade down the hatch don't they? If I were a centaur I would invest in a comfortable saddle.. preferably one that doesn't ride too low in the crotch area, softened leather that doesn't chafe all that bad, and get me a fast archer to pick off the guys that don't have time to deal with while I'm running around the battlefield chopping off heads and appendages and trampling people under hoof. The last thing a horseman with a limited turning radius and a striking range that is pretty much ineffective from any angle but the front wants is to be surrounded by a bunch of infantry with 12 foot spears. I say swallow your pride and get someone on your back watching your back.


But that's just me.. and half the time I'm talking just to have something to do.

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