if there's one thing the gods love, it's tragedy
“I’ll keep it in mind.” He tells her easily, moving back from speaking with the merchant when everything was squared away. His attention lands back on her as Haai returns, her large head lifting up to sniff at Ray and let her pet her should she wish to, feathers ruffling as she readjusts her wings tight to her back to fit through the throng of people.
He supposes that’s his cue to go, however, turning to start following Haai through the crowd. “I’ll see you around, Ray.” He offers, a hand raised to wave to her, before slipping away through the crowd following the griffin likely to the Clinic to walk home with Nate once the sun sets.
- FIN <3
He supposes that’s his cue to go, however, turning to start following Haai through the crowd. “I’ll see you around, Ray.” He offers, a hand raised to wave to her, before slipping away through the crowd following the griffin likely to the Clinic to walk home with Nate once the sun sets.
- FIN <3
with wings that burn and boys who fall
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.
