I walked out of the stable, feeling the soft grass underneath my hooves, I waved goodbye to my pet horses, who only flicked their ears. As a half centaur half minotaur, I was always an outcast, but now I was 40 years old, and an adult, so the city was my destiny

"Disculpe... Habla español?"

No answer, gotta go with English

"No Spanish? Uh.... where's the city hall? Can you bring me there? My name's S. Noir"