You do not know what to do. You really don't. How will these creatures greet you? No matter the destination of the signs, all these creatures could harm you. This place is treacherous. Even the fairies could be mean little demons for all you know. The satyrs are lecherous monsters. You cannot trust anyone here. The only one who's helped you was... well, the minotaur. He was rough and clearly a grouch, yet he did come to your aid. Him, well, you can trust. He has proved he can be trusted. And he's gone. He's stomped back into his maze. No! You have to catch up with him ! You get up, stumbling clumsily and then rush back into the maze. Luckily, the minotaur is still there, in your field of vision. You run to him, scared and panting.
"No! Don't leave me! I don't know what to do! Let me stay with you!" you shout, even going as far as clutching his arm.
His arm is of a blue-grey color, with enormous bulging muscles and a bit of short fur. Like a bovine's appropriately speaking.
"There are other places for you to go," he grumbles, shaking you off dismissively. "I showed you the signs."
"Please! How can I trust these creatures! I'm not a nymph! I'm a human guy! You saw what these satyrs wanted to do! I don't know anything here! I'm like a little kid! You helped me, though, so it means you're trustworthy! Please let me stay with you!"
You implore the minotaur with pleading eyes and he does seem to soften and relent, very subtly so. He sighs, grumbles more and then waves at you to follow him, which you do, not caring about his moody attitude.