SUNJATA
She takes in the room, and he stands by to let her inspect it and see if there’s anything else she may need before he shows her the rest of the area, but he pauses long enough to introduce himself. He only smiles slightly – perhaps a bit awkwardly – when she mentions having been at his wedding. His eyes widen a fraction before he exhales and runs a hand along the side of his neck over one of the scars he bears and one of his tattoos. “Ah. Thank you.” He admits, though a part of him feels awkward and strange about the entire thing.
“It was not expected to go that way.” He offers – in case it helps the awkwardness of it any. It likely doesn’t, but he hopes it does at least ease his own awkwardness. “I, at least, hadn’t expected Frey to show. I had sort of hoped to just get it over with.” He rumbles, awkwardly refraining from fiddling with the enchanted wedding ring, refraining from looking at it as he moves away from the door to return around to the front, where places had been set for requests and requirements for people staying within the rooms.
“It was not expected to go that way.” He offers – in case it helps the awkwardness of it any. It likely doesn’t, but he hopes it does at least ease his own awkwardness. “I, at least, hadn’t expected Frey to show. I had sort of hoped to just get it over with.” He rumbles, awkwardly refraining from fiddling with the enchanted wedding ring, refraining from looking at it as he moves away from the door to return around to the front, where places had been set for requests and requirements for people staying within the rooms.
i'll never be that me again
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.
