SUNJATA
look who's digging their own grave
this is what they all say; you'll drink yourself to death
this is what they all say; you'll drink yourself to death
“Huge pain in the ass.” Sunjata laments with an air of frustration, glad to have not heard of him in recent years. Maybe he squirreled himself away during the war and no one could find him again. That would make it better for the rest of them.
But then there’s the will o wisp and the void river star and absolutely nothing around here that even resembled one of vi’s roses, so he plots the path elsewhere with Melita on his heels, sighing a little to hear her question. “We’re still kinda working that out.” He admits with a wrinkling of his nose. “Some want to try and meet with them again to see what they want. I’m wondering whether or not we should try to get all the gods together to talk about it.” Those are the two options so far, if they don’t find anything, and he glances sidelong at his niece as the words leave his lips, trying to seek out her opinion whichever way.
But then there’s the will o wisp and the void river star and absolutely nothing around here that even resembled one of vi’s roses, so he plots the path elsewhere with Melita on his heels, sighing a little to hear her question. “We’re still kinda working that out.” He admits with a wrinkling of his nose. “Some want to try and meet with them again to see what they want. I’m wondering whether or not we should try to get all the gods together to talk about it.” Those are the two options so far, if they don’t find anything, and he glances sidelong at his niece as the words leave his lips, trying to seek out her opinion whichever way.
look who makes their own bed, lies right down within it
and what will you have left?
and what will you have left?
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.
