// ships are launching from my chest
some have names but most do not //
some have names but most do not //
It would indeed be a shrine for anyone to visit, should they venture out this far. There was another located in King’s End, a shrine specific to Vi and Safrin, though it’s a shrine Sunjata has sworn off ever since Safrin had attempted to murder him there. Still, it remains even despite his harsh opinions of it and the starry goddess, not wanting to take it away from those that do find comfort there.
As for the flowers and such, he flashes her an easier smile as she mentions that it sounded lovely. Now, the actual shrine itself wouldn’t be constructed yet, but the bases of it, a little hidden away spot of hedges, shrubs, and trees amongst the flowers, seemed like a perfect way to honor the more natural aspect of Frey. “I didn’t know that.” He rumbles thoughtfully, moving to collect the stone to start marking out the width of which he wanted this area to be, leaving some of the smaller markers for Alys to join him with for the space they will need to dig out. Now, as for Sascha as she stalks through the flowers, she’ll find a small sea panther waiting for the precise moment to launch herself out with a playful mewl, finding that playmate in an over eager kitten.
“I suppose it’s fitting then for Frey.” If nothing else, love and self healing had been the exact message his deity had been trying to teach him. But he does flash Alys a thoughtful look. “My mother had a rose garden... But my favorite flowers personally are hydrangeas.” Curious if she’d have any facts on that, he draws silent, knowing little of the flowers aside from the blue petals that reminded him of home.
As for the flowers and such, he flashes her an easier smile as she mentions that it sounded lovely. Now, the actual shrine itself wouldn’t be constructed yet, but the bases of it, a little hidden away spot of hedges, shrubs, and trees amongst the flowers, seemed like a perfect way to honor the more natural aspect of Frey. “I didn’t know that.” He rumbles thoughtfully, moving to collect the stone to start marking out the width of which he wanted this area to be, leaving some of the smaller markers for Alys to join him with for the space they will need to dig out. Now, as for Sascha as she stalks through the flowers, she’ll find a small sea panther waiting for the precise moment to launch herself out with a playful mewl, finding that playmate in an over eager kitten.
“I suppose it’s fitting then for Frey.” If nothing else, love and self healing had been the exact message his deity had been trying to teach him. But he does flash Alys a thoughtful look. “My mother had a rose garden... But my favorite flowers personally are hydrangeas.” Curious if she’d have any facts on that, he draws silent, knowing little of the flowers aside from the blue petals that reminded him of home.
the flood
// if you find one, please,
let me know what piece i've lost //
let me know what piece i've lost //
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
