// ships are launching from my chest
some have names but most do not //
some have names but most do not //
It was meant to be a quick jaunt to the Grounds – one that has him dropping off something nearby and ensuring he takes a very wide berth from anything that might come close to where Astaroth might be given the season it is and the rumors he’s heard. And yet, he still finds himself smack in the middle of the Inner Quarter and the Temple that appears to have some work being done, and standing there in the middle of it as he hesitates and watches, he sees an Ancient staring at the fountain that still looks somewhat in progress but seemingly at a loss.
Glancing around to make sure the butcher isn’t just hiding and waiting to jump out at him, Sunjata steps over toward Aithne with a curiosity as he stares at the fountain. “Everything alright?” He asks, raising his brow and glancing back toward the Ancient he’s pretty positive he’s never met.
Glancing around to make sure the butcher isn’t just hiding and waiting to jump out at him, Sunjata steps over toward Aithne with a curiosity as he stares at the fountain. “Everything alright?” He asks, raising his brow and glancing back toward the Ancient he’s pretty positive he’s never met.
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.
