SUNJATA
clipped wings and you're the one holding the bone saw
now things are getting so out of control
now things are getting so out of control
The smooth surface around Hadama certainly distracts him from the quieting echoes of the will o wisp, and Sunjata focuses on it as he steps closer to the edge of the river if only to get away from the sound some more.
But the second that Hadama apologizes, his steel gaze lifts to the merfolk King’s, brows pinching as if he can’t figure out why he’s apologizing. But he continues and it answers that question, and truthfully? The Flood doesn’t know how to respond to it. He’s never been good with words, though, so it shouldn’t be that surprising when he pauses to gather his thoughts.
His gaze stays level with the Tidebreaker’s, though, before he rolls a shoulder in a casual shrug. “It was hard, truthfully. But… I got it done in the end. And now it’s a place that’s helped people recover from how the world had changed while they were in it.” A space for those displaced by the war to have a spot to go to, to recover, to get back onto their feet to move on. And he’s happy to help with that.
“I am trying to get King’s End a bit more habitable, perhaps you might be interested in helping with that?” A softer smile crosses his face, one that seems to suggest that Hadama could still help make a space people could thrive and continue to live.
But the second that Hadama apologizes, his steel gaze lifts to the merfolk King’s, brows pinching as if he can’t figure out why he’s apologizing. But he continues and it answers that question, and truthfully? The Flood doesn’t know how to respond to it. He’s never been good with words, though, so it shouldn’t be that surprising when he pauses to gather his thoughts.
His gaze stays level with the Tidebreaker’s, though, before he rolls a shoulder in a casual shrug. “It was hard, truthfully. But… I got it done in the end. And now it’s a place that’s helped people recover from how the world had changed while they were in it.” A space for those displaced by the war to have a spot to go to, to recover, to get back onto their feet to move on. And he’s happy to help with that.
“I am trying to get King’s End a bit more habitable, perhaps you might be interested in helping with that?” A softer smile crosses his face, one that seems to suggest that Hadama could still help make a space people could thrive and continue to live.
the spiraling starts and we can't pull up, our hands are tied together so,
on the way down, we make every moment count
on the way down, we make every moment count
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.
