[Marley]

"That sounds like a lot of bad things," Fyn said and frowned. And the reward would be what, a goal or two running around obnoxiously in their herd territory? Fyn hoped the elders or someone else intended to watch them because he certainly wouldn't have time to do so. He was a busy centaur, and this was the decision of the herd elders go have sent him here in the first place. Fyn hoped they were happy. The other carrier centaurs would ultimately be next, so they'd get a taste of their own medicine - specifically the ones that had snorted and laughed when Fyn had been announced as the one to be the fertility Guinea pig. He sort of hoped the spell would go wrong on them.

"We can go ahead." He crossed his arms. "How does it work though? I mean what's different? Are they put in me as like... foals already? Or eggs from the very beginning? Is the pregnancy any longer or shorter than a normal one for us?" He licked his lips nervously. There was all so much to ask. He was basically asking for a stranger wizard to make him pregnant. That sounded kind of fishy to him if he had any say in it.