Pleasures pursued, revelries enjoyed, mischief undertaken. For the satyrs of the Skola Valley on Theros, these are the virtues most highly regarded. In this sense, Xenagos is the epitome of satyr ideals, and he is renowned even among his own kind for his easy charisma, and for his ability to whip revelers into a frenzy. While he does not rule the satyrs, he savors his role as de facto host at revelries.
Xenagos became a planeswalker only recently. At first, Xenagos saw this power as a way to bring his boisterous, carefree revelry to different planes in an attempt to experience all the pleasures of the Multiverse. What he found, however, was disillusionment. On Theros, the gods were real, but elsewhere, they held no influence. This began to gnaw at Xenagos, who ultimately returned to his home plane. He threw himself back into the revelries, but they no longer provided the same level of amusement.
The natural order of things on Theros has become a farce to Xenagos, the ultimate joke, and he refuses to play the fool. Where once Xenagos lived only for the moment, his newfound awareness of the Multiverse has ruined his ability to lose himself in the bedlam of satyr festivities. However, he refuses to succumb to listlessness, and just as he has been known to push revelries a few steps too far, he is now working on a plan that would elevate him from mortal to god.