now i'm afraid to sleep at night, those who love me never felt the light
Sunjata spies the metal hand that waves in response to Wessex’s apology, but he focuses on the bow a little bit longer until the conversation shifts back to the relic problem, a small frown tugging on his face as he listens. “Unfortunately, I’m banned from the Greatwood alongside you all.” And dealing with Remi is really something he doesn’t want to try and have to focus on or deal with. He’s sure he’d be dead before he had a chance to actually succeed at taking anything from it.
But the mention of something else in Stormbreak has his attention further, brows pinching together. “A cloth?” He mutters, tilting his head after a moment, lightning scarred hand rising to his mouth to rub at his jaw. “I can see if Darkeye and Bartholomew would like to join me?” He suggests, the gears in his head spinning as he tries to figure out ways to get there under the radar without Ronin finding out.
But the mention of something else in Stormbreak has his attention further, brows pinching together. “A cloth?” He mutters, tilting his head after a moment, lightning scarred hand rising to his mouth to rub at his jaw. “I can see if Darkeye and Bartholomew would like to join me?” He suggests, the gears in his head spinning as he tries to figure out ways to get there under the radar without Ronin finding out.
haunted by the darkest sky
tell me, who the hell am i? tell me, who the hell am i?
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.
