SUNJATA
He’s a bit surprised, too, about the ability to sit there and tell Jigano all of this. Of course, Sunjata isn’t an idiot (most days) and keeps most of the important bits about his person quiet. Some things were simply better left unsaid. And he nods as Jigano exhales, as if that’s all he really has to say on the matter. But it doesn’t hurt like it did before, like it always seemed to. Because while before, he didn’t have Lusea, and the thoughts of mentioning what Korofi was like, were always linked to her dark hair and beautiful golden skin. It had been painful.
Still, he looks up at the comment Jigano makes, asking if he would go back if there was a way. Or if Caido had been a welcome reprieve from the world he’d lived in before. At this, he manages a smile, folding his arms across his chest. “Caido, definitely.” His accented voice rumbles. “I’m not sure how, but a couple of weeks ago my girl arrived.” How’s that for a plot twist? Sunjata isn’t crazy, he knows at some point with how small the Hallowed Grounds is, that it’s likely he’ll see her at some point.
Still, he looks up at the comment Jigano makes, asking if he would go back if there was a way. Or if Caido had been a welcome reprieve from the world he’d lived in before. At this, he manages a smile, folding his arms across his chest. “Caido, definitely.” His accented voice rumbles. “I’m not sure how, but a couple of weeks ago my girl arrived.” How’s that for a plot twist? Sunjata isn’t crazy, he knows at some point with how small the Hallowed Grounds is, that it’s likely he’ll see her at some point.
come home. don't die so far from the sea—
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.
