so is there any treason in the tricky little price I pay?
i can't open up to you
Nodding in agreement to Alys’ comment about LongNight and its usual bad reputation, he shoots her an easier smile as she settles into her seat and the flames of the bonfire in front of them illuminates in a sapphire blue this time. He hadn’t exactly been the best at changing the reputation until now, more often than not preferring to stay behind closed doors in case the monsters made another showing.
But this year it felt safer, more okay. And if other regions could do it, why couldn’t they? “Yeah, that’s what I was hoping for.” He agrees after a moment of consideration. But then the Fateweaver grows quiet, contemplative, and when she speaks next it drags his attention away from the bonfire entirely to look at her in quiet surprise, as if he can’t figure out why she might want to apologize.
He doesn’t interrupt her, though, not until she’s done and he can offer her probably the softest, most genuine smile in response. “Oh, Alys, there’s no hard feelings about it, honestly.” He starts off, shifting in his seat a bit to face her better. “I get it. I left ruling Torchline pretty abruptly too, so, you don’t have to explain anything you don’t want to. So long as you and Tal are doing well, that’s all I care about.” He’d been able to manage it on his own, anyway, even if it was a little more work. But he’d needed the additional work with everything that’s happened.
But this year it felt safer, more okay. And if other regions could do it, why couldn’t they? “Yeah, that’s what I was hoping for.” He agrees after a moment of consideration. But then the Fateweaver grows quiet, contemplative, and when she speaks next it drags his attention away from the bonfire entirely to look at her in quiet surprise, as if he can’t figure out why she might want to apologize.
He doesn’t interrupt her, though, not until she’s done and he can offer her probably the softest, most genuine smile in response. “Oh, Alys, there’s no hard feelings about it, honestly.” He starts off, shifting in his seat a bit to face her better. “I get it. I left ruling Torchline pretty abruptly too, so, you don’t have to explain anything you don’t want to. So long as you and Tal are doing well, that’s all I care about.” He’d been able to manage it on his own, anyway, even if it was a little more work. But he’d needed the additional work with everything that’s happened.
me and my friends are lonely
i always figured i'd be the one to die alone
SUNJATA
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.
