Chiron Jockey

You strain under the weight of the saddle strapped to your back as you step onto the racecourse. Chiron, the centaur, sits atop you, whip in hand. The stands roar with cheering centaurs and horses, their eyes fixed on the track

Chiron: "Tell me human how does it feel? To be used for sport, wagered on, whipped, forced to run and leap. Many horses fell from these hurdles, breaking necks and shattering legs. Win this race… or you will be put down."