SuNjATA
the flood
The advice gets waved off, granting a snort from Sunjata. He wonders if he was ever like this, so… Distinctly denying everything someone has to say, taking it like an attack of sorts. But he doesn’t move from his spot, instead he simply drags again from the cigarette, steel eyes focused on Korbin a bit more intently. “Are you sure?” He muses, flashing a small half grin toward the young man.
He looked tired, and Sunjata felt tired. So perhaps it was a bit of that as he turns his attention away from Korbin, down the line of Haulani where the rest of the buildings were located. “Y’know, there’s an Inn here. If you wanted to just rest and recoup before returning home.” He rumbles, gaze flickering back toward the other man to see whether or not he’d accept the help or deny it again.
He looked tired, and Sunjata felt tired. So perhaps it was a bit of that as he turns his attention away from Korbin, down the line of Haulani where the rest of the buildings were located. “Y’know, there’s an Inn here. If you wanted to just rest and recoup before returning home.” He rumbles, gaze flickering back toward the other man to see whether or not he’d accept the help or deny it again.
get a load of this trainwreck
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.
