and if you want, i could tell you the truth
that this life takes a toll on you. i spend nights
The Flood lets the newcomer figure out what he could do for the bartering of it, letting the realization remain, only perking back up as soon as he’s thanking him. “No problem.” He begins, a fanged smirk flashed back Neos’ way. “You’re new, I’m sure you’ll have a lot more.” It’s an addition Sunjata tacks on, because he’d been one before, questions upon questions until he’d simply figured it out. And he had.
“Welcome to Torchline.” With a dip of his head, he begins to turn away from the man. A nod is given back to the Innkeeper, before Sunjata begins to make his way through the crowd of people within the Inn, prepared to continue to go and work on the list of things he still has tacked on onto his mental to-do list.
“Welcome to Torchline.” With a dip of his head, he begins to turn away from the man. A nod is given back to the Innkeeper, before Sunjata begins to make his way through the crowd of people within the Inn, prepared to continue to go and work on the list of things he still has tacked on onto his mental to-do list.
stitching up the loose threads of my soul
so in the morning i'm bulletproof
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.
