SuNjATA
the flood
He waves his hand slightly, but manages to chuckle lightly. ”I suppose he did one way or another. Too late, though.” He tells her giving a slightly roguish grin. But then she scans through the books and he nods at her comment, another shrug given. “Spent a lot of time reading back home after the trial.” And he had, in those months after the trial when he wanted nothing to do with people, refusing to be around even his parents or sister.
But she doesn’t quite get his comment and he chuckles lightly, leaning against the bookshelf and looks down toward her. “Well I suppose you’ll have to make one.” Use that imagination of hers, fulfill Frey’s thoughts on the matter of what she is and isn’t ready for yet.
But she doesn’t quite get his comment and he chuckles lightly, leaning against the bookshelf and looks down toward her. “Well I suppose you’ll have to make one.” Use that imagination of hers, fulfill Frey’s thoughts on the matter of what she is and isn’t ready for yet.
get a load of this trainwreck
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.
