Desc: With hoofs like a horse, Horns like a demon, fur like a bear, and claws like a cat this Satyrs seems to be slightly out of place. He wears nothing except a tattered and bleached loincloth his fur proves to be enough clothing for him. His fur is a mystical gray that seems to blend with his surroundings, making it very hard for him to be seen at night. His long hair surrounds his head like the main of lion; it is a fair shade of gray in color. His body is well defined and muscular; his only weapon is his strength, an unusual resillean to pain and injury, and speed.
Satyrs: Satyrs were once elves who practied migical arts, but they were corrupted. These magically corrupted elves are not very trusting of many people and othen are very patient. Though they retain a portion of their magical powers their bodys are warped and twisted into those of beasts. Now they exsit only to harry their hatred for their elf cousins. Though they may be very powerful fighters they are not easly be friended even if they come to you first. They have the speed of a elf and the strenght of a wild animal.
Personality: Os, is his name in the language of man, is rather friendly even to the elves, though he he more or less just accepts them. He isn't very trusting, but he is willing to try and gain a stronge friendship. He is very old and often feels that people are to hasty. He is sortof like a sleeping bear he is often quite and seems to be more conserned with his own matters, but when he is threatened he springs to life and become ever violent.
Name (english): Os
Name (Elven): Or'es Kauyon 'O of Tash'var
Age: unknown
Sex: male
Species: Satyrs
Homeland: Unknown
Language: elven, and english
Marital-states: Single
Hobbys: singing, thinking
