I usually don't care about race but I met a scandinavian man last night, from Norway and I have to say I've never been more attracted to anyone I think, ever.
Very well dressed, nice hair and fancy cell phone. I stood outside the venue of the show we were at with him, and let him smoke my whole pack of cigarettes. I let him kiss me too. He looked exactly like Satyr, but I demanded to see some papers so I knew it wasn't him. Oh yeah and hot tattoos...I wasn't expecting that part. I have no idea how old he was but I'm expecting he was at least 10 years older than me at the very least.
So yeah he wasn't even a beastmaster, beastly in the slightest, or an ugly fairy princess/ugly rapunzel. But being european and fancy totally did it.