Twixt day and night the spirits goad me on They pine for ages past when hearts were pure Against all reason now they seem unsure They laugh and scream between mine ears anon. Now fill my cup not once, not twice, but thrice With flagon’s brim upon my lips I dance Let unseen pixies toss their gowns askance While I, the Carnal King, indulge my vice. With folded boughs, the treants take their leave As merry damsels’ corsets come undone My song doth stir them like a summer breeze They fill mine empty cup without reprieve. The sun becomes the moon becomes the sun I while away the hours as I please.
— Sonnet of a Naughty Satyr (Monster Manual pg. 267)
A half-satyr’s fey parent, a satyr, craves the strongest drink, the most fragrant spices, and the most dizzying dances. A satyr feels starved when it can’t indulge itself, and it goes to great lengths to sate its desires. It might kidnap a fine minstrel to hear lovely songs, sneak through a well-defended garden to gaze upon a beautiful lad or lass, or infiltrate a palace to taste the finest food in the land. Satyrs allow no festivity to pass them by. They partake in any holiday they’ve heard of. Civilizations of the world have enough festivals and holy days among them to justify nonstop celebration. Inebriated on drink and pleasure, satyrs give no thought to the consequences of the hedonism they incite in others. They leave such creatures mystified at their own behavior. Such revelers might have to scrounge for excuses to explain their disordered state to parents, employers, family, or friends. Hence, they are considered a menace by most sentient beings.
Half-satyrs are most commonly found amidst human, elvish, dwarvish and orc communities since their parents take a particular interest towards those races. The attraction - often achieved through magic - lasts up until the act is complete. Then the satyrs are off, looking for their next fancy and pleasure. Unlike their parents, such spawn can restrain themselves to a point, their proclivities for seduction, song and merriment more of a desire than a pressing need. Their upbringing in the mortal world has instilled a fair amount of humility and understanding. Half-Satyrs clothe themselves, are accepting of laws and can generally function well as members of society - even if their exuberance can never be fully tamed.
Your half-satyr character has the following racial traits.
| Effect | Description |
|---|---|
| Charming Melody | The creature is charmed by you for 1 minute. If you or your companions are currently fighting it, it makes its save with advantage. If you or any of your companions harms the creature, the effect on it ends immediately. |
| Frightening Strain | The creature is frightened of you for 1 minute. It can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of its turns, ending the effect on itself on a success. |
| Gentle Lullaby | Your music sends creatures into a magical slumber for 1 minute: affected creatures come under the effects of the sleep spell. |
Once you use this trait, you can’t use it again until you finish a long rest.
The spawn of a satyr and a human share the characteristics of both their mother and their father. Though they usually resemble ruddy, rugged individual’s of their mortal parent’s race, some may share the more “primal” characteristics of their satyr parent. A half-satyr may have small rudimentary horns, hoof-like feet, or furry goat-like legs. A half-satyr may have some of these features but usually not all of them. Half-satyrs are charismatic, but full of bravura and daring, which can either make them natural leaders or see them shunned and outcast as reckless fools. They have an inherent affinity for music and rhythm, so they naturally gravitate towards bardic role.
| d8 | Half-Satyr Quirk |
|---|---|
| 1 | My insatiable appetite for pleasure drives me. |
| 2 | I can’t resist a pretty face. |
| 3 | I fall in and out of love easily, and am always pursuing someone. |
| 4 | Flattery is my preferred trick for getting what I want. |
| 5 | I don’t feel like myself unless I have a full belly. |
| 6 | I’m driven by a wanderlust that led me away from home. |
| 7 | I change my mood or my mind as quickly as I change key in a song. |
| 8 | My eloquent flattery makes everyone I talk to feel like the most wonderful and important person in the world. |
A half-satyr is usually named by their mortal parent, as their satyr parent rarely stick around to see their birth. A half-satyr may choose to adopt a sylvan name later in life.
Common names: Alber, Grover, Jaro, Jimmit, Kashing, Pan, Ronan, Tully, Vankar, Varios, Webin.
Created by Alicia.