SUNJATA
i'm drowning in all these voices in the sea
and meeting all my vices in the ring
and meeting all my vices in the ring
“Alright.” Sunjata says with a soft laugh to Niki’s self-conscious one. The steps they take seem to be guided perfectly by the Greatwood, though. Enough that while he isn’t used to the route the forest seems to take them, it still somehow manages to feel right. And it gives him the ease of which Sunjata can explain the briefest cliffnotes of his upbringing – how he’d grown up rich, despite the fact he’d gone without in other aspects.
“It does, doesn’t it?” He agrees, because the second Sunjata left the Korofi he’d strove for nothing more than his own selfish happiness because he hadn’t had any growing up. And much like back then, each time he thought he’d found it, it crumbled between his fingers as though he were a child, trying his best to keep something close and not damage it, only to realize he’d been gripping it too tight so that when he looks at it again, it’s broken and nowhere near the same.
Perking up a little from those darker thoughts to see the funeral parlor peek through the trees, Sunjata shoots a lopsided smile over at Niki. “Here’s a close second to King’s End for me, I’ll say that.” He teases, snorting softly and letting Niki lead the way to his home.
“It does, doesn’t it?” He agrees, because the second Sunjata left the Korofi he’d strove for nothing more than his own selfish happiness because he hadn’t had any growing up. And much like back then, each time he thought he’d found it, it crumbled between his fingers as though he were a child, trying his best to keep something close and not damage it, only to realize he’d been gripping it too tight so that when he looks at it again, it’s broken and nowhere near the same.
Perking up a little from those darker thoughts to see the funeral parlor peek through the trees, Sunjata shoots a lopsided smile over at Niki. “Here’s a close second to King’s End for me, I’ll say that.” He teases, snorting softly and letting Niki lead the way to his home.
so step inside, i ain't afraid to bleed
there ain't a casket strong enough for me
there ain't a casket strong enough for me
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.
