I find that people either love Atrophinius for his drunken ways or hate him and wish he would stop talking so they get on with the killing. The satyr has had a rough journey getting to where he is today, shifting allegiances and even a bad case of death have gotten between him and his precious mead, but now he stands before us, cup of Fae Wassail in hand, a champion of his people. So how did a drunk rise to such prominence within the Fae community and where could this path possibly be leading him?
LET'S GET SOCIAL