Eli listened to this creature's words, picking up on what he assumed was it's name. Phanyx. An odd name, but fitting for a creature of it's nature. It appeared Phanyx was that of a male nature, given the depth of his voice but then again, having never met a satyr before, he could be mistaken. He noted the reason Phanyx was here, someone performing the many services of a body burner. It was true that as of late, the corpses were stacking rather high in the streets and there just weren't enough resources to bury them properly. Eli wasn't in need of the services Phanyx was providing but perhaps he could offer him answers or even opportunities of another nature. Even if that wasn't possible, knowing a mythic creature could still be of value to him. 

Davlomin handed over a fresh pint to Eli just in time for him to turn to face the creature before him, he was strange in appearance but also familiar to him, unknown as to why though. He leaned against the bar and took a good sip of his ale before setting it down but resting his hand on the handle of the mug. "So what brings a satyr to the deepest, darkest, hole in the wall in all of Port Samhain. Surely you'd find better ventures with the upper class of citizen." he said, making conversation. Knowing the answer was likely among the common factor with shady places like this, shady but desirable pay.