SUNJATA
“Rance.” The name flits around his mind for a brief moment, gaze narrowing slightly on him as he recalls where he’s heard that name. It clicks a small amount as soon as he mentions Maea and his head tilts a small amount avian-like in response to that, a small smirk crossing his face. “Ah, I do have that.” He rumbles somewhat, focusing a bit more on Rance.
The mention that he was new here has Sunjata nodding, reaching for a glass and something half decent of alcohol, pouring it about halfway before sliding it toward Rance before leaning a small amount on the bar. “What kind of work do you do? And what kind of work are you looking for in a place like this?”
The mention that he was new here has Sunjata nodding, reaching for a glass and something half decent of alcohol, pouring it about halfway before sliding it toward Rance before leaning a small amount on the bar. “What kind of work do you do? And what kind of work are you looking for in a place like this?”
i'll never be that me again
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.
