Trots Siven is a sixty four year old satyr which for a satyr that's not that old. His family and him have a goat farm a ways outside of Ptolus but Trots didn't make enough money so he decieded to start fighting in the arena. His dad Dako, his yonger sister Nilpa, his older brother Nanton, his uncle Kyrevos, and his aunt Chiri who he calls aunt Cherry are all family that help with the farm His favorate goat on the farm is named Miricle. As a child Trots loved nothing more then to play target ball or play fight with his older brother Nanton.

His mom named Losa was killed by an evil group of half elf witches when he was about fifteen. The witches used her for some evil potion he tried to stop them but in doing so got a slash across his face and from that day on he's sworn to kill every half elf he sees. Trot wanted to be a knight his whole life but they would never let him in because he was to wild and didn't like taking  orders he liked giving orders. All his friends and family had known the satyr wanted to be a knight so they would call him Sir Trots.

He has long jet black horns and fury goat legs with black cloven goat hooves he wears horse shoos made to fit his goat hooves and he wears gold earrings. He has long gleaming black hair and black fur with hints of midnight blue. He wears old worn leather armor, boots and a belt with a pouch holding a few thrones. He usually carries no weapon he has a horn and a pair of panpipes in a pouch on his belt when he does have a weapon he has a long sword strapped to his back. He has many cuts and scars all over him, one going right over his eye. He is tall and muscly, he's about 6'5 and weighs about 200 lb. His yellow eyes reflect light in the night.