((yeah, My centaur did walk into that same tavern.))
"We don't want your kind here! Horseman!" Said a drunk patron. Without a word Ban swiftly walked over to him and picked him up with one muscly arm.
"I do not tolerate racism." Then he put him down and went to the bar and lay down so he was almost eye level with the bartender.
"Whiskey." The whole bar was completely silent.