The Satyr grinned as he blew a bit of smoke from his lips, staring at the nymphs laying around in various states of bliss. "Not really.. I'm a Satyr.. I love to fuck", he grins softly, "here look", he looks at Faeryma and thinks about her clearly and sure as rain his cock, which she had seen cum perhaps six times started to harden up again. "See...", it was quite large and creamy at the tip, it did not smell unpleasant either. "But you asked about this guy.. well he went out the forest. Ran into the spider queen though", he flashes a grin, "which is why I'm going with you", he pulled her close, his musky smell filling Faeryma's nostrils, "..so that they won't get you", he licks his lips. "Shame I didn't broker a better deal.. but ah a deal's a deal", he shrugs softly, "I think the human is still trapped though.. the Spider Queen loves to toy with her prey", he stares at her strangely after a few minutes, "you're not an elf are you.. elf ears.. but no elf", he shrugs, "ah, you see most elves can't resist my musk, they get all cum-happy from it. I figured you might be one", he flashes her a shit-eating grin, "Told you I loved sex"