/// when we crawled out of the ocean
Content to settle by the lanterns he’s hung, waiting to see who gets picked this year and scanning the crowd for other familiar faces and potential lanterns – it’s when Nikandr gets into his vicinity that he shoots the necromancer a lopsided smile, at odds with the somber sensation of the festival. “Hey Niki.” He says, raising a brow at the question and glancing back over at the branch that holds the majority of his lanterns.
“All three of them.” He has more at home, but these three made it for the majority of the treks. Gesturing to each one he lists off the names. “Nate’s, Lusea's, who was my girl back home that showed up here before disappearing in Halo… Vervain's.” He murmurs, looking back at Niki with a smaller almost somber smile. “Did you bring any?”
It’s about that time that the lanterns grow dim and one sparks out among the rest – none of his, but one for Sohalia that he notes in the distance, unsure who it is at first that’ll be chosen so he busies himself with another year of tucking his lanterns away – reaching up to snag Vai’s bone-designed lantern down from the branch first. “Maybe next time.” He murmurs somewhat to himself, but he shoots Niki a wink that tries to prove he’s not as disappointed as he quietly feels.
“All three of them.” He has more at home, but these three made it for the majority of the treks. Gesturing to each one he lists off the names. “Nate’s, Lusea's, who was my girl back home that showed up here before disappearing in Halo… Vervain's.” He murmurs, looking back at Niki with a smaller almost somber smile. “Did you bring any?”
It’s about that time that the lanterns grow dim and one sparks out among the rest – none of his, but one for Sohalia that he notes in the distance, unsure who it is at first that’ll be chosen so he busies himself with another year of tucking his lanterns away – reaching up to snag Vai’s bone-designed lantern down from the branch first. “Maybe next time.” He murmurs somewhat to himself, but he shoots Niki a wink that tries to prove he’s not as disappointed as he quietly feels.
the flood
nothing was good and everything was in between ///
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.
