Gnoc (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4VdT3uPYXmI/VgrXTufMzUI/AAAAAAAAQRI/Jk1QnSu_YCY/s1600/satyr%2Bwith%2Bfeather.png) hadn’t felt this good in centuries. It was only a couple of months, since his master had returned him and a handful of his brothers to the mortal world but what wonderful months they had been. The past eight hundred years had been dull, even living among the gods, as many of the divine had been listless and distraught, their worship and power gone after the disastrous Wars of Religion. True faith among mortals had been broken but not gone forever. In fact, it was beginning to return, if behind closed doors and slowly, lest there be friction.<br/><br/>Motarr, God of Lust, Intoxication and Indulgence, Gnoc’s master, had harnessed a trickle of energy, using it for one, small display, to snatch and ensnare the love and devotion of a handful of mortals. Through them, had come more power, as they worshiped him and began to recruit others in secret. It was this, which allowed their master, to release those few remaining Satyrs in his retinue, to once again ravish as many human, elven and neko girls they could. Of course, in this modern world, they could no longer wander the world, naked and jumping on any woman they came across.<br/><br/>Nor could they walk around in their true forms and with their old names. So Gnoc had been transformed into Niklaus Collias (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/04/03/6c/04036c136118c4d863dd1ecca22630fe.jpg). Not as satisfying as taking a woman in his Satyr form but it had won him a dozen new recruits into the underground Cult of Motarr and the more he won over for his master, the more vigorous and alive he felt. Which is why he was sitting at the bar of the Vineyard Lounge, a most fortunate name and one where he had seduced more than one mortal girl in the past weeks.<br/><br/>Still, he didn’t have a partner yet but the night was young still and the Immortal’s eyes drifted over the other patrons at the bar and dancefloor, looking for a suitable candidate for his considerable abilities and one who would please his God. Of course, someone might approach him, he was good looking in a human sense and dressed in black jeans, a light gray undershirt, a black button up shirt and a dark grey jacket.