SuNjATA
the flood
It’s… Awkward to take compliments like that. That he’s doing something so simple, so relatively meaningless to him that Quanil views as a good act, enough so to call him a good man. Sunjata was anything but a good man, but he’d rather not delve into those topics with the youth. So he offers a slight smile and a nod to that and just how drunk they get.
So with all the smiles, Sunjata pushes off from the bar and rounds the edge, gesturing for Quanil to follow. “Don’t forget to drink your water. I’ll have some sent to your room.” He offers with a slight wink, looking down to them as he stands his full height. “Let’s get you there and you can relax, alright?”
So with all the smiles, Sunjata pushes off from the bar and rounds the edge, gesturing for Quanil to follow. “Don’t forget to drink your water. I’ll have some sent to your room.” He offers with a slight wink, looking down to them as he stands his full height. “Let’s get you there and you can relax, alright?”
ain't no rest for the wicked
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.
