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Galloping in a open forest somewhere in Ne-No-Kuni, Satanick rode a dark brown warlander horse, behind him was Ivlis riding a black friesian. Just what are they riding out in a open forest for a reason Satanick didn’t say…
Ivlis got off his horse too look at the scenery..Satanick noticed Ivlis wasn’t following him and stopped too.
After getting off his horse and wondering what’s wrong, Satanick gets tackled on the ground, followed by a girl’s giggling. A young centaur girl with medium silver hair, she had fiery orange eyes with a hint of purple, this young centaur girl was playfully jumping on Satanick’s back like it was a trampoline and Ivlis just stared mildly amused.
“Ow ow stop, where are your parents little girl?”
The young centaur girl who appeared out of nowhere started trotting into the north direction and the 2 horses stared.
The little girl came back with a even bigger male centaur with a silver mohawk following her. He was very tall at 11 feet…towering over Satanick in terms of height, the centaur man picked up Satanick who had visible hoof marks and bruises all over his back. The centaur man shook his head.
“Fiammetta, you jumped to hard on this man’s back...”
“But mother told me to greet grandfather with a “hello”.” the girl giggled.
A voice came from behind the centaur man
“Maybe jump on grandpa Satanick’s back more gently, Fiammetta, so Grandma Ivlis doesn’t have to worry.”
Ivlis and Satanick turned their heads, “Grandpa Satanick” and “Grandma Ivlis” is this centaur girl their granddaughter then?
Orangish hair was blown in the wind, but it didn’t look it belong to the centaur man
Could it be their son, Caramel who was last seen 500 years ago after he went with a vermillion bird.