so is there any treason in the tricky little price I pay?
i can't open up to you
If he’s being completely honest, he doesn’t expect to see Oliver so soon. But he’s noticed the Notice Board he had told the other man about, reading that there would be some form of preparations for Longnight, and Sunjata needs to make himself useful. So the trek to the Temple is easy and swift, boots clicking against the stone of the ground beneath him as he makes his way into it – pausing briefly behind Oliver as he realizes the man before him. A smile crosses his face at this, stepping up beside the newcomer with a slight nod.
“Hey Ollie.” He says by way of greeting, hoping Oliver doesn't mind being called that. Then, his slate eyes slip up toward Loren with another nod. “Hey Loren.” He greets warmly, easily with a roguish grin, the rumble of his accented voice breaking through the air. He’d missed what Oliver had asked earlier, instead, far too focused on what kind of preparation this would be. He’d already helped the summoner with hunting for Longnight, the deer that the two men and Ashetta had hunted would work well to keep the Temple stocked.
And well, while he’s helping with the Temple, the man is still uncertain of where he plans to stay. Might as well scout them both out, right? He’s been to the Monster Hunter’s Guild twice now, the temple a few more times. But at least he could gather and see what kind of things the Temple could offer that a place called the Monster Hunter’s Guild didn’t.
“What’re we doing?” He finally asks, glancing around for the tools and supplies they might need. It is his first Longnight, after all.
“Hey Ollie.” He says by way of greeting, hoping Oliver doesn't mind being called that. Then, his slate eyes slip up toward Loren with another nod. “Hey Loren.” He greets warmly, easily with a roguish grin, the rumble of his accented voice breaking through the air. He’d missed what Oliver had asked earlier, instead, far too focused on what kind of preparation this would be. He’d already helped the summoner with hunting for Longnight, the deer that the two men and Ashetta had hunted would work well to keep the Temple stocked.
And well, while he’s helping with the Temple, the man is still uncertain of where he plans to stay. Might as well scout them both out, right? He’s been to the Monster Hunter’s Guild twice now, the temple a few more times. But at least he could gather and see what kind of things the Temple could offer that a place called the Monster Hunter’s Guild didn’t.
“What’re we doing?” He finally asks, glancing around for the tools and supplies they might need. It is his first Longnight, after all.
me and my friends are lonely
i always figured i'd be the one to die alone
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.
