SUNJATA
when I go into that ground
i won't go quietly, i'm bringing my crown
Offering a small wave back to the Launceleyn, Sunjata gives him a light nod. “We’ll be around.” He admits – somewhere, sometime, around but yet not. He’s sure they’ll cross paths again, but it could be as far as Longnight for all he knows. He’s not exactly a man with a plan anymore, and lives and moves along day by day. Regardless, the man gathers his own things and slips out the Rathskeller – to smoke, head home, and the bed he’s been wanting.
and when I go into the ground
they gotta bury me, bury me face down
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.
