so is there any treason in the tricky little price I pay?
i can't open up to you
There were few that he knew that walked beneath the awning of the Temple from the Guildhall. Many more he didn’t recognize too. But the one person in particular, arrives alone, red hair he couldn’t miss at all, head ducked and looking ever much the part of a refugee. And he frowns, when she walks by, and he helps to ensure others enter safely — and when all is said and done? That’s when he goes to find her.
He thinks he’s searched everywhere, until he reaches where the food has been prepared. And he spots her, alone again aside from her companion, huddled to herself, and he makes his way over to her — silver eyes worried she’s hurt, before he notices he sees nothing of worry along the girl’s face, along her clothes. Dirty, sure, but no blood.
With a sigh of relief, he sinks down across from her, eyes scanning her face before he nods to Fangorn and thinks back to a term in Korofi she should know. “Hey hommelby.” He rumbles to her, giving her a small smile. “You okay?”
He thinks he’s searched everywhere, until he reaches where the food has been prepared. And he spots her, alone again aside from her companion, huddled to herself, and he makes his way over to her — silver eyes worried she’s hurt, before he notices he sees nothing of worry along the girl’s face, along her clothes. Dirty, sure, but no blood.
With a sigh of relief, he sinks down across from her, eyes scanning her face before he nods to Fangorn and thinks back to a term in Korofi she should know. “Hey hommelby.” He rumbles to her, giving her a small smile. “You okay?”
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.
