SUNJATA
i was never the sharp knife, but i was never the dull mind
i was somewhere in between, a thorn, an acquiescent
i was somewhere in between, a thorn, an acquiescent
It’s a neutral place, the Oerwoud. It gives him a chance to stop in Torchline to get a few more supplies on his way back too. Sure, perhaps he’s started coping with everything he’s been through with an overabundance of gifts bought and given, that whenever he’s out he feels as though he needs to find something. Perhaps that’s just the dragon in him talking.
He’s a fraction on edge when he arrives, arms crossing his chest in his own inadvertent way of closing himself off, his gaze appraising Remi for a moment before he glances around the meeting spot. “Remi.” He greets, taking a deep breath as his gaze falls back on the Lullaby. “I still want to hear more about how this can benefit us both.” He keeps his distance, arms still folded, his steel gaze brighter than it has been when he looks at the other man expectantly.
He’s a fraction on edge when he arrives, arms crossing his chest in his own inadvertent way of closing himself off, his gaze appraising Remi for a moment before he glances around the meeting spot. “Remi.” He greets, taking a deep breath as his gaze falls back on the Lullaby. “I still want to hear more about how this can benefit us both.” He keeps his distance, arms still folded, his steel gaze brighter than it has been when he looks at the other man expectantly.
so you said it was for me, when you tried to break me
well you can save your breath, i know, i'm not the kind you pray for
well you can save your breath, i know, i'm not the kind you pray for
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.
