SUNJATA
i was never the sharp knife, but i was never the dull mind
i was somewhere in between, a thorn, an acquiescent
i was somewhere in between, a thorn, an acquiescent
Sunjata settles in a bit, rocking onto the balls of his heels as he fixes his gaze to LIlliane with the question she poses. “I imagine it’s more of an… Attempt to get Safrin to return after the longest day of the year. She’s…” He huffs a small sigh and offers an apologetic smile. “She’s quite vain.” (And manipulative and protective and terrible and awful and he’d thought she’d loved him but he doesn’t really know if it was a ploy or not…) He leaves it simple. Vanity. A huge marker for the goddess of the stars. “In Flowerbirth there’s a festival called Fiat Lux. Usually it’s about celebrating the return of life after Deepfrost’s winters and cold have given hardship.” He hums, thinking about the others.
“Deepfrost has LongNight which is a time where there’s no stars, sun, or moon for a couple of weeks. Tradition will vary depending on the region. Here in the Grounds, a lot of it the previous year were spent banishing the monsters that rampaged through the region. In Torchline, for example, it’s a two week holiday of getting drunk and celebrating family.” He shrugs, having been on both sides of it. Obviously preferring the drinking on the beach in Torchline over the murderous, strange monsters. “Longheat has the whole sun event I mentioned earlier. ‘Capturing it’, gift giving, enjoying the warmth and such.” He offers another small shrug before moving on, waiting to see if she has anything she wants to ask a question on.
When it comes to over-analyzing, Sunjata doesn’t find it to be an issue. It’s something he likely should have started doing long before, as well. “It’s difficult to catch up to time if the place you came from did things differently.” He’s well acquainted with that, having to figure out which was which when it came to months versus what he previously dealt with. “Sounds like you’re still a fresh arrival, though.” To this it’s another crooked smile, a hint boyish and playful.
“Deepfrost has LongNight which is a time where there’s no stars, sun, or moon for a couple of weeks. Tradition will vary depending on the region. Here in the Grounds, a lot of it the previous year were spent banishing the monsters that rampaged through the region. In Torchline, for example, it’s a two week holiday of getting drunk and celebrating family.” He shrugs, having been on both sides of it. Obviously preferring the drinking on the beach in Torchline over the murderous, strange monsters. “Longheat has the whole sun event I mentioned earlier. ‘Capturing it’, gift giving, enjoying the warmth and such.” He offers another small shrug before moving on, waiting to see if she has anything she wants to ask a question on.
When it comes to over-analyzing, Sunjata doesn’t find it to be an issue. It’s something he likely should have started doing long before, as well. “It’s difficult to catch up to time if the place you came from did things differently.” He’s well acquainted with that, having to figure out which was which when it came to months versus what he previously dealt with. “Sounds like you’re still a fresh arrival, though.” To this it’s another crooked smile, a hint boyish and playful.
so you said it was for me, when you tried to break me
well you can save your breath, i know, i'm not the kind you pray for
well you can save your breath, i know, i'm not the kind you pray for
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.
