i try to keep it in line, maybe i'm just not the one
Luck is one thing Sunjata imagines he’ll need when it comes down to it. Pledging himself to the deity that he’d soon realize would grant his friend a child — one not necessarily unwanted, but a surprise and a shock, a reminder of what the hunter had lost. But he nods to Melita regardless, edging back in the sand with a hum of a chuckle. “Thanks.” A wry smile sent her way.
But the question of the Rift and her solemn captures his attention, and he nods thoughtfully to that. “Well.” He begins with a slight stretch, leaning back on an elbow among the warm dunes. “I’m glad you’re here, regardless of the shit the Rift put you through.” A softer smile, because gods knew he needed every piece of family he could get. Something tells him she does too.
But the question of the Rift and her solemn captures his attention, and he nods thoughtfully to that. “Well.” He begins with a slight stretch, leaning back on an elbow among the warm dunes. “I’m glad you’re here, regardless of the shit the Rift put you through.” A softer smile, because gods knew he needed every piece of family he could get. Something tells him she does too.
but you know i would
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.
