"please stop you're scaring me" i can't help this awful energy
god damn right, you should be scared of me
She catches his interest when she speaks, though it’s not for the reason he had hoped. A little mention of what’s now his guild, something of which he hadn’t thought much about since Lusea’s disappearance. Still, he gives a small nod, lifting the glass to sip from it and focus on the question at hand. She has an air about her that he trusts, and their banter had been well received every time they’d talked before.
He decides to tell her.
“The Devil’s Advocates.” He rumbles in his accented voice, unbuttoning his shirt some to relieve some heat. He sets the glass back down, eyes drifting to the bracelet on his wrist before he leans forward and focuses on her once more. “What kind of arrangements?” A quiet, solemn question. He won’t tell her more unless she asks, part of keeping it a secret unless she proves her interest, what wonders she might bring to their ranks.
He decides to tell her.
“The Devil’s Advocates.” He rumbles in his accented voice, unbuttoning his shirt some to relieve some heat. He sets the glass back down, eyes drifting to the bracelet on his wrist before he leans forward and focuses on her once more. “What kind of arrangements?” A quiet, solemn question. He won’t tell her more unless she asks, part of keeping it a secret unless she proves her interest, what wonders she might bring to their ranks.
who is in control?
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.
