all that we got is a dream and a glock and we don't believe anything that they say
There’s a louder, brighter laugh that leaves Sunjata at the audacity Oliver had, flashing the man a fanged grin with that. “No, I don’t imagine they would have.” He snorts, banishing the compelling on the cow just as soon as he could. And as he recovers, grabbing the things he’d dropped, ensuring the daggers were still on his person, his gaze flits back to the blonde. “It’s basically a judge.. Or an officer.” He shrugs, something Oliver might remember from what little the man knew of Sunjata’s past.
At least it was something he could tell people, rather than entrepreneur and the guildmaster of a guild nobody should really know existed. Still, Oliver accepts the invitation, and Sunjata begins to head back toward the familiar bar – giving Oliver a nod to that. “So aside from curses and orgies and the like, are you just sticking around the Grounds?” He offers with a slight tilt of his head, rounding a corner toward the bar before it’s ahead of them and he can see the familiar sign in the window.
At least it was something he could tell people, rather than entrepreneur and the guildmaster of a guild nobody should really know existed. Still, Oliver accepts the invitation, and Sunjata begins to head back toward the familiar bar – giving Oliver a nod to that. “So aside from curses and orgies and the like, are you just sticking around the Grounds?” He offers with a slight tilt of his head, rounding a corner toward the bar before it’s ahead of them and he can see the familiar sign in the window.
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.
