SuNJATA
the flood
Stepping toward Maea, Sunjata takes up the space at her side, looming largely over her yet not in an intentional way, simply just there, to offer his presence and mind should it be required. A bargain struck, at the very least. But it seems his question is answered as soon as Jigano opens the door, swinging it open with the confirmation of his voice that Sunjata’s steel gaze drifts toward with a quiet chuckle for an answer of his own.
Letting Maea in first, Sunjata follows behind, gaze flitting from here to there – having never actually been here before. He finds it not at all surprising what it looks like in the grand scheme of things. Still, he can see the pieces that remind him of Jigano very distinctly, stepping in and settling in a space that’s not in the way, eyes find their way back to Maea and Jigano when she speaks, catching the thoughtful smile, offering a small encouraging nod. “Tea would be great, Jigano.” He offers, stepping a bit closer, gaze drifting to Jigano with amusement. “First the Artisans, and now the Loreseekers?” A gentle tease, slight shake of his horned head with a quiet breathy chuckle, before Maea begins and he becomes silent.
Though he does watch Maea curiously as she goes over what she’s done, letting them dish out their Guild notes before he has a chance to bring up his own.
Letting Maea in first, Sunjata follows behind, gaze flitting from here to there – having never actually been here before. He finds it not at all surprising what it looks like in the grand scheme of things. Still, he can see the pieces that remind him of Jigano very distinctly, stepping in and settling in a space that’s not in the way, eyes find their way back to Maea and Jigano when she speaks, catching the thoughtful smile, offering a small encouraging nod. “Tea would be great, Jigano.” He offers, stepping a bit closer, gaze drifting to Jigano with amusement. “First the Artisans, and now the Loreseekers?” A gentle tease, slight shake of his horned head with a quiet breathy chuckle, before Maea begins and he becomes silent.
Though he does watch Maea curiously as she goes over what she’s done, letting them dish out their Guild notes before he has a chance to bring up his own.
rely a bit too heavily on alcohol & irony
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
