my heart and soul were never mine to own, what do you care to die for?
Oh he absolutely does help himself. The second Jack offers it, Sunjata’s reaching out for the bottle, fixing himself up a drink just the same as the Captain’s, complete with a cinnamon stick. He swirls it around to release the spice, letting his words reach Jack and the offer that settles within. He knows Jack wouldn’t want to be directly involved, but it was his muscle and fingers and hopefully fighters that Sunjata needs.
But he does spy the smile and the Governor sits back to take a sip of the rum, trying to keep it from inflaming the scar on the side of his cheek. “Perfect. For now? I want to keep tabs on the Order and hopefully find out who else is involved with them. And if a certain priest shows up, I’d not be opposed to sending him back.” The ghosting of a smirk that crosses his face absolutely pairs with the thought sent Jack’s way. Revenge for the shrine, fully sanctioned. A repercussion for what he’d done here.
But he does spy the smile and the Governor sits back to take a sip of the rum, trying to keep it from inflaming the scar on the side of his cheek. “Perfect. For now? I want to keep tabs on the Order and hopefully find out who else is involved with them. And if a certain priest shows up, I’d not be opposed to sending him back.” The ghosting of a smirk that crosses his face absolutely pairs with the thought sent Jack’s way. Revenge for the shrine, fully sanctioned. A repercussion for what he’d done here.
we die alone, we'll all die young
what do you care to die for? what do you care to die from?
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.
