Satyr

Satyrs, also known as fauns or the Free Folk, were Fey creatures that delighted in singing, dancing, feasting, and debauchery. They frolic in wild forests, driven by curiosity and hedonism in equal measure. Satyrs are raucous fey that frolic in wild forests, driven by curiosity and hedonism in equal measure.

Satyrs are raucous fey that resemble stout Humans with the furry lower bodies and cloven hooves of goats.  Horns sprout from their heads, ranging in shape from a pair of small nubs to large, curling rams’ horns. Males typically sport facial hair. 

Hedonistic Revelers. Satyrs crave 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. Satyrs were well known for being curious and incredibly hedonistic. They were willing to go to any length to achieve their desires, giving little thought to the results of their actions, and often roped other creatures into participating in debauchery. Due to their hedonistic nature, satyrs were known to frequently join in the celebration of holidays regardless of what they were for.

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.

Reproductively, Satyrs enjoy sleeping with their fellow Fey, Dryads, oreads, and also share Dryad's affection for Humans of the opposite sex. Such pairings were likely to result in a child that was half-fey Human rather than a true Satyr.

Combat

When facing a foe, satyrs were typically known to fight with either a shortsword or shortbow. Their most notable weapon was a set of pan pipes that induced a variety of magical effects on their enemies, including charming, frightening, and lulling them to sleep. Other satyrs were immune to the effects of these pipes.

Satyrs in elven woods were known to believe that it was lucky to see a dragon when it was raining. Satyrs were often known to serve unicorns whenever one dwelled within their forest. Satyrs were sometimes utilized as messengers or agents for the gods, such as Joreesus/Joreena & Melora.

Due to their hedonistic love of alcohol there were many taverns named for them, such as the Saucy Satyr Club, the Silly Satyr, and the Smiling Satyr. 

Fathers are a male that protects you while you grow up, and shows you much of the physical world. Dangers, customs. Fathers are the most likely to protect you physically - from physical harm. Not all they are ABLE to do, just MOST LIKELY. 

Evervine's Coven believes in a village to raise a child. 

She's had many fathers; some who'd teach trails, skills, fathers who kept her safe during hunts. Fathers that'd support her in physical endeavors or even same motherly endeavors except for feeding. Not many men good at feeding. Many Hunters taught the trades they knew of - working with their hands, mostly. Many of the 'Fathers' - one good trait Evervine looks for in many a man are their hands. Many Fathers have BIG, rough hands. Means that they pushed themselves to bring home a good hunt to feed their coven - the village. Going out into the world, there are other men with various other attributes - SOFT hands for comfort. Whilst they may not be GOOD at many of the traits or skills Evervine grew up with.. they have their own usages.