SUNJATA
i'm drowning in all these voices in the sea
and meeting all my vices in the ring
and meeting all my vices in the ring
Sunjata, prior to arriving here, hadn’t had any encounters with gods. His only ones so far in this world had been a brief recognition of Ludo when he’d followed Melita as a macaw. Then there was Frey, and he’d had far more than enough of that deity to last what he hopes is the rest of his life all things considered. But Safrin, Safrin was the one that had made him, changed him, fixed him when he was falling apart. He doesn’t imagine he’d be so easily swayed to someone else, even if the seasonal gods appeared to be just as powerful.
He leans back in his seat then, propping a leg up on the footrest as he considers her question. “{say]One would think, yeah.” He muses with a huff of a laugh. “How much do you wanna bet it has a short temper?” There’s a crooked smirk that crosses his face with that, his gaze sliding over toward her with a conspirator’s glint within them.
He leans back in his seat then, propping a leg up on the footrest as he considers her question. “{say]One would think, yeah.” He muses with a huff of a laugh. “How much do you wanna bet it has a short temper?” There’s a crooked smirk that crosses his face with that, his gaze sliding over toward her with a conspirator’s glint within them.
so step inside, i ain't afraid to bleed
there ain't a casket strong enough for me
there ain't a casket strong enough for me
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.
