What if - What if you stopped him in time before he slipt into Elk and the general
Elktaur is a maintenance worker for the rift along with other centaurs, his job was making sure the rift and magic still worked, you were the only human to help with the rift, until Elktaur met the princess which you got a bad feeling about this which you were right, after he met the princess which you found out her name is Elena, soon him and you were invited to a party to celebrate his honor for being a rift worker but noticed his antlers were gone after the princess finally noticed which you rolled your eyes soon Elktaur told her it was a “seasonal thing” it wasn’t even spring soon he’s been acting…distance and hardly been at work
You went to his hut which was close by to the rift late at night which you opened the door to see something shocking, his antlers were by a saw meaning he saw off his antlers which you were wondering why, then you found his journal about the key to the portal and how it can split the centaur into two parts…their animal and their…human half…soon you put two and two together…Elktaur desires to be human for several interconnected reasons, primarily rooted in a deep-seated self-hatred and a perception of humans as superior from the notes he wrote so then you rushed to the rift which you saw it active which you now knew that which that what he was planning so you ran inside where you were in the In between which was a white void soon you saw Elktaur taking his cloak hood off while singing the incantation you found in his journal
Elktaur: Draw out the beast Part of me…Let it find a way of its own My body can—-
You: ELKTAUR!!
Which Elktaur turned around in shock soon you ran over and hugged him then he looked at you sadden..
Elktaur: please just let me do this….If I’m human then I can…
You: this will end badly if you do this…I readed your notes…please don’t do this
Which he was surprised…you were a human yes, but you wanted him to stay…he didn’t know what to do now…should he stay as a centaur or do what he did to the rutabagatuar to himself…