SUNJATA
He lets his eyes scan Jigano briefly as he informs him how the Rathskeller initially came about, standing up a bit fuller before he reaches for a stool, pulling it to the opposite side of the table from Jigano to sit and settle in, bringing his glass and the bottle with him while he listened. “Makes sense.” He rumbles in agreement. “I wasn’t much of a god person either before I met Frey and kissed Safrin.” A shrug, reaching for the glass to lift to his lips again.
Still, as Jigano takes a shot of the whiskey, he places the bottle between them to share should the bard want more. Steel eyes lift to scan Jigano’s crooked smile, a faltered one reflected on his face. “It did help.” He shrugs easily. “I only did two stupid things on LongNight.” He sits up, running a hand through his hair as though it was some sort of accomplishment for him to not do more than five stupid things in any given event.
Perhaps in some ways it was an accomplishment.
The slight smile falters as Jigano questions him, however, eyes narrowing slightly on the bard until he explains of Adam and Sunjata snorts lightly. “We haven’t done much since Lucas died.” An admission. “Of course Adam told you about us. What had he arranged? It’s news to me.” But he thinks it over briefly, reaching for the glass to run his fingers along the rim. Perhaps it should have been news to him, that he should have found out since he was the one that kept track of what they’d done, what deals they had made. A light frown reaches his lips.
“I’m not sure what Adam’s plans are. I’m not sure even if they remain with the Advocates.” Steel eyes lift to Jigano’s with a slight shake to his head. Because Adam had stepped down, and he hadn't heard from the man since. And Sunjata had been left to figure out what to do with a band of misfits whose members continued to disappear more and more as the seasons progressed.
Still, as Jigano takes a shot of the whiskey, he places the bottle between them to share should the bard want more. Steel eyes lift to scan Jigano’s crooked smile, a faltered one reflected on his face. “It did help.” He shrugs easily. “I only did two stupid things on LongNight.” He sits up, running a hand through his hair as though it was some sort of accomplishment for him to not do more than five stupid things in any given event.
Perhaps in some ways it was an accomplishment.
The slight smile falters as Jigano questions him, however, eyes narrowing slightly on the bard until he explains of Adam and Sunjata snorts lightly. “We haven’t done much since Lucas died.” An admission. “Of course Adam told you about us. What had he arranged? It’s news to me.” But he thinks it over briefly, reaching for the glass to run his fingers along the rim. Perhaps it should have been news to him, that he should have found out since he was the one that kept track of what they’d done, what deals they had made. A light frown reaches his lips.
“I’m not sure what Adam’s plans are. I’m not sure even if they remain with the Advocates.” Steel eyes lift to Jigano’s with a slight shake to his head. Because Adam had stepped down, and he hadn't heard from the man since. And Sunjata had been left to figure out what to do with a band of misfits whose members continued to disappear more and more as the seasons progressed.
come home. don't die so far from the sea—
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.
