The satyr's ears flipped back. Clearly she had said something wrong. "Isn't that what satyrs do?" He repeated, "Yes, all satyrs, each and every last one, wants to lead innocent travelers astray and then leave them to die. Just like all satyrs love to kidnap and rape human women, steal, loot, and otherwise be evil, nasty creatures. In fact, we're no better than goblins! Hell, you might fair better with [i]them[/i]." With his floppy ears pinned back, the creature looked a bit more intimidating. He was quite tall, and very well toned. His horns were sharp, and currently, his face held irritation. But he didn't show any sign of attacking, despite being offended. 

The satyr glared the elfin woman down for a few seconds before he sighed and relented. "I was just playing around before. It was only a joke. But I mean what I say about the danger down this road. If you go down that way, someone is likely to be hurt, or worse."