Satyr
Satyr
Satyrs are fey creatures that delight in singing, dancing, feasting, and debauchery. They appear to be men with sylvan features from the waist up and possessed goat legs from the waist down.
Satyrs have a reputation for being rakes and smooth-talkers. Satyrs hail from the Feywild but travel to the world to sate their curiosity. Every new experience fills a satyr with a sense of wonder, and constantly seeking out the next big thing can get one into trouble.
Satyrs live in small clans no more than two dozen strong, and rarely are more than one or two satyrs seen at a time. They make their homes at the bases of trees or in burrows. They love creature comforts, so they keep well-stocked larders and stores of wine and mead. Travelers who come upon satyr homes often find them empty because the owner is out exploring or at a woodland revel.
Lovers of Story and Song: A satyr would say that it loves beauty above all things. Each one memorizes hundreds of stories and songs, and invents hundreds more. Anything can be inspiration to a satyr, from the morning mists to a blossoming flower to%u2014especially%u2014an attractive maiden. Every satyr knows how to play at least one instrument. The melodies that satyrs produce haunt forest glades throughout the Feywild, and their tunes are inherently magical. Even a satyr who knows nothing about the arcane arts can charm people and animals with its songs.
