temporary fleeting thrills, keep me bruised and make me ill
my skin has lavender tones
my skin has lavender tones
He notices the moment she arrives, a whirlwind of blonde of course, but with her brings a curious eye of those within the establishment. It isn’t long for someone to rush up to him, giving him a heads up that someone is there for him – and relief spreads through semi tense shoulders when he realizes who it is that has come seeking him out.
It doesn’t take him that much longer to arrive at the entrance, passing by the desk with ease as he flashes her a smile, quite possibly the brightest smile anyone in this place has seen out of him. A hand immediately extends to her, to take and place around his arm as if it were second nature. “You made it.” He rumbles in that welcoming, quietly excited tone, before turning toward the rest of the brothel. “Welcome to the House of Midnight.”
In a distinct fashion of his own, the brothel is warm and inviting yet mysterious all the same, helped out by the aesthetic choices around the main gathering areas of the brothel. The rooms themselves, now being completed from Frey’s quest, shift and change accordingly, so he’s decided to focus wholly on adding a unique flare to the rest of the building in the common areas.
It doesn’t take him that much longer to arrive at the entrance, passing by the desk with ease as he flashes her a smile, quite possibly the brightest smile anyone in this place has seen out of him. A hand immediately extends to her, to take and place around his arm as if it were second nature. “You made it.” He rumbles in that welcoming, quietly excited tone, before turning toward the rest of the brothel. “Welcome to the House of Midnight.”
In a distinct fashion of his own, the brothel is warm and inviting yet mysterious all the same, helped out by the aesthetic choices around the main gathering areas of the brothel. The rooms themselves, now being completed from Frey’s quest, shift and change accordingly, so he’s decided to focus wholly on adding a unique flare to the rest of the building in the common areas.
the flood
tell me i'm a loaded gun, tie me up and come undone
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
