SUNJATA
From Frey’s Breath, back to the Greatwood, Sunjata feels as if he hasn’t quite caught a break yet. But, burning the candle at both ends meant that he didn’t need to be so concerned with the idle time for anything voidy or purple to come into his sight. So for now, he’s level headed, focused, reading a letter that’s just arrived now that he’s back on solid ground.
Stuffing it into his pocket, he drifts through the village toward the outskirts, about to head out and get back to searching when he spots the figure of Deimos and immediately perks up, picks up his pace to meet the warden halfway. “Hey, sorry. Just got back from the Climb.” With no luck, he might add, but he would’ve prefaced it with excitement rather than the brief flick of annoyance through the attuned bond at the lack of lilies.
At least on his end, it seems.
Stuffing it into his pocket, he drifts through the village toward the outskirts, about to head out and get back to searching when he spots the figure of Deimos and immediately perks up, picks up his pace to meet the warden halfway. “Hey, sorry. Just got back from the Climb.” With no luck, he might add, but he would’ve prefaced it with excitement rather than the brief flick of annoyance through the attuned bond at the lack of lilies.
At least on his end, it seems.
take me by the hand but please don't want to know me
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
