<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v294/imagine3d/satyr_sculpture_.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kolag Na'al, The Corrupted Satyr (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=325526.msg15642671#msg15642671)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Them Trees<br/><strong>Mission:</strong>The Satyr in the Woods<strong>CLOSED; between Envious and TheVillain</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Envious<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Truth be told, if she'd been paying attention in that class she'd know that one issue with Satyrs is that their concept is Consent is a tad fuzzy. Still, they prefer tactics of plying potential bedmates with drink and song, maybe a little magic. He flat out starts by groping Selphie with a smirk, his loin cloth rising with an obvious monster of a cock underneath. Sometimes Satyrs come off as being a bit fuzzy with the concept of consent but he looks like he's about to bend her over a log whether she likes it or not.<br/><br/>"<strong>No you won't be. I give the kind of dick that changes lives. Just a question of if you take your clothes off or if I tear them off.</strong>" he gives with a chuckle as he outright pulls their bodies together. He goes to knock her little hood-cloak thing on purpose, clearly going to get started.<br/><br/>"<strong>As for my kind, oh - we've stolen all of a village's women before and that's from just giving them what they want. I'm even better than that, because I'm not just giving what you want.</strong>" he gives with a chuckle-growl as he loosens his loin cloth to let it drop to the ground.<br/><br/>"<strong>I give you what you *Need*.</strong>"