SUNJATA
He focuses on the drink in his hand, the interior of the bar they found themselves in. “The drink is good in comparison to the taverns in Halo.” He hums thoughtfully. “The décor is nice. But I certainly like mine better.” He smirks to that, taking a drink from the mug. But the conversation shifts toward gods and his gaze flits over toward Loren with a slightly amused look.
“Oh? You know, I met Frey first. I half expected to attune through Frey, but it was Safrin that showed.” A purse of his lips as he considers it, considers his current and recent activities – wondering how on earth someone like Phoebe had become a friend to the herald of life. “Perhaps Frey would’ve better suited me and my choices in the end. But gods Safrin is lovely.” He chuckles to that, lips slightly looser with the warmth brimming within him from the alcohol.
“Oh? You know, I met Frey first. I half expected to attune through Frey, but it was Safrin that showed.” A purse of his lips as he considers it, considers his current and recent activities – wondering how on earth someone like Phoebe had become a friend to the herald of life. “Perhaps Frey would’ve better suited me and my choices in the end. But gods Safrin is lovely.” He chuckles to that, lips slightly looser with the warmth brimming within him from the alcohol.
i no longer know if i wish to drown myself
in love, vodka, or the sea
in love, vodka, or 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.
