SUNJATA
look who's digging their own grave
this is what they all say; you'll drink yourself to death
this is what they all say; you'll drink yourself to death
It’s already been a lot to take in – not that he’s complaining. Lists and checkmarks given on plans that are already in motion. The majority of the difficulties is keeping everything straight, figuring out what needs to happen next, and going from there. So he starts with the Wicker Woman sap for the regional quest they’d all set out on – knowing that Amun was supposed to be involved with it, but gods knew where he’d gone off to. So now, he takes it into his own hands, sending letters out to Nikolai and Alexander, one he knows through Nate and the other he hasn’t met yet.
And he awaits them at the start of the woodland, a pack slung across his back with a few items within needed to extract the sap from the wicker woman, biding his time as sunset arrives and Sunjata ensures his gaze is partially shifted to be able to see in the lowlight. And choosing this time of day to make sure that it harms his companions as little as possible. And when they all arrive, he flashes them bright smiles, chin nodding to the woods behind him. “Thanks for coming out here again. I had heard that you all had started it before Amun’s… Disappearance.” He doesn’t know what to call it, but he frowns all the same, a part of him surprised to find that he missed the potter who was a typical pain in his ass. Even if they hadn’t gotten along at times. “So let’s make this trip quick, huh?”
Alright, let's get together and head on in to find the wicker woman!
And he awaits them at the start of the woodland, a pack slung across his back with a few items within needed to extract the sap from the wicker woman, biding his time as sunset arrives and Sunjata ensures his gaze is partially shifted to be able to see in the lowlight. And choosing this time of day to make sure that it harms his companions as little as possible. And when they all arrive, he flashes them bright smiles, chin nodding to the woods behind him. “Thanks for coming out here again. I had heard that you all had started it before Amun’s… Disappearance.” He doesn’t know what to call it, but he frowns all the same, a part of him surprised to find that he missed the potter who was a typical pain in his ass. Even if they hadn’t gotten along at times. “So let’s make this trip quick, huh?”
Alright, let's get together and head on in to find the wicker woman!
look who makes their own bed, lies right down within it
and what will you have left?
and what will you have left?
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.
