Pica

Pica is a centaur woman who has the lower body of an alpaca instead of a horse. She has a human torso, that extends for the lower body of an alpaca, complete with a thick fleecy coat. Her alpaca body includes forelegs, hindlegs, flanks, a long back, and a soft underbelly. Her alpaca body is also very blubbery and gelatinous, jiggling slightly when she gallops. Her alpaca characteristic include her bleating, galloping, and trotting. She has long legs that are covered in curly, white wool and end in hooves. She has a short, stumpy tail, that wags when she gets excited. She has green eyes and long, curly, auburn hair that she frequently has to brush out of her face. Her hair curly hair often gets in her eyes during strong winds. She has long, pointed ears that twitch sometimes. She is nomadic by nature and travels light, only wearing a green loincloth and bra, along with some jewelry. As an alpaca centaur, she is soft spoken and nonconfrontational. One of her biggest pet peeves is being mistaken for an equine centaur when she is ovine. Her human torso is well-endowed, and she is on the bustier side.

Pica grew up in the peaceful and isolated herd of alpaca centaurs, where her days were spent wandering the quiet grasslands and grazing on the tender plants that grew there. The lives of her and her herd were simple, peaceful, and familiar, shielding us from the dangers and unknowns of the outside world. But even in their solitude, Pica couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder about the world beyond our meadows. She heard whispers of great cities and grand civilizations, of strange and powerful magic, and of creatures vastly different from ourselves. These tales sparked a curiosity within her that burned brightly, despite the tranquility of my surroundings, prompting her to leave her herd to see the world.

Although Pica has always been fascinated by the world and its wonders, her upbringing in the peaceful and isolated herd of alpaca centaurs left her wary of strangers. The herd's secluded lifestyle meant that she had limited interactions with other creatures, and as such, she developed an innate sense of caution when meeting new individuals. This caution is not born out of fear or aggression, but rather a desire to protect herself and maintain her nomadic lifestyle. She values her independence and tranquility, and is aware that not all other beings are as peace loving as she and her herd are. She is a gentle soul, and, not having the resolve or nerve to handle any acts of violence, she maintains a cautious distance from any would-be offenders, even if they are likely not violent.

Pica's curiosity is a driving force in her life, constantly pushing her forward to explore and understand the world around her. She's always been fascinated by the mysterious and the unknown. Even her upbringing in the peaceful isolation of her herd couldn't quell her yearning for knowledge and adventure. Her insatiable curiosity eventually led her to leave her herd and embark on a journey across the continent to reach Iredi, where she found the windswept ruins that had captured her imagination. Her inquisitive nature also extends to other cultures she encounters. Despite her initial wariness, Pica is quick to learn and adapt to new situations. She's always ready to engage in conversation, absorbing every detail she can about the places she sees. She remains extremely wary of strangers, however.

Even though Pica loves exploring the world and doesn't regret leaving her herd to roam and explore, she sometimes gets homesick and misses her herd. Because she is scared of strangers, she has a lonely side to her that leaves her feeling cold, and she misses being part of a group. At night, she and her herd would sleep in a big pile, and use the amalgamation of soft, wooly bodies to form a warm pillow. She misses the feeling of sleeping in a pile, and has mild insomnia because of it.

Iredi is a vast, windswept plain in the heart of the continent, surrounded by towering mountains on all sides. Despite the tall mountains on all sides, the valley itself is always windy, a seeming impossibility and a point of great curiosity to Pica. The plains are dotted with massive, weathered obelisks that stand tall and silent, their surfaces carved with intricate designs. The ruins are all that remain of an advanced civilization that once inhabited Iredi, but has since vanished without a trace. The ground is littered with windblown dirt and debris, giving the entire area an air of desolation and loneliness. The structures themselves are varied in size and shape, with some resembling temples, others recreational buildings, and still others only homes, but all of the have the same porous holes, leading to a constant melody being played. The direction of the wind changing causes the tone and energy of the music being play as well. Theories suggest the music is some kind of language or message left behind by the civilization, as the buildings that play music were clearly carved that way by design and with intent. Hidden underneath the ruins, are massive, labyrinthine catacombs that no one, not even Pica knows about. These catacombs, if she is able to find them, could hold the secret to Iredi's greatest mysteries.