SuNJATA
the flood
Once he’s out of range, Sunjata focuses on decorating the rock to be put up, taking the moment to relax as he feels the sore muscles start to protest. He stretches them out while he works, leaning over to watch Isla work for a few minutes before taking up his task again.
Eventually it’s carved out aside from the name and Sunjata’s content enough with how it looks that when he hears Isla’s snort, the Flood looks back toward the dragon curiously. He stands, unfolding himself to come look at it, stepping into it to approach the dragon with an easier smile. “Looks good, Isla.” He offers her gently, departing to take a look at the even surface they’ve made up close.
Eventually it’s carved out aside from the name and Sunjata’s content enough with how it looks that when he hears Isla’s snort, the Flood looks back toward the dragon curiously. He stands, unfolding himself to come look at it, stepping into it to approach the dragon with an easier smile. “Looks good, Isla.” He offers her gently, departing to take a look at the even surface they’ve made up close.
love will save you, but it won't save me
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
