SUNJATA
so, collect your scars and wear 'em well
your blood's as good an ink as any
your blood's as good an ink as any
“Fair point.” Sunjata rumbles with a huff of a laugh, still glancing around the boat with a fair amount of surprise at all the things around here. The mention of taking this off of her hands has his steel gaze returning to her, scanning the item curiously for a moment before he actually barks a laugh, gaze rising to her face as he squints. “What’s it do?” Because obviously it has to do something.
And if it doesn’t he thinks it’ll be fairly amusing to see her use it as just a plain sock puppet. Regardless, he could find a use for it whether or not it had any sort of other property to it, without the haggling included.
And if it doesn’t he thinks it’ll be fairly amusing to see her use it as just a plain sock puppet. Regardless, he could find a use for it whether or not it had any sort of other property to it, without the haggling included.
go scratch your name into the clouds
and pull them all... d o w n
and pull them all... d o w n
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.
