Each and every time the thought of threats reached Frey it had been answered with trying to ensure life continued to thrive, in whatever manner that might be. Such was the idea behind the Refuge, after all. Not unlike a Caido version of a Noah’s Ark, in case everything outside of it went to shit. At least life would survive, get a new start, and try again. This time he imagines it isn’t that different, and the last thing he wants to do is continually ask Frey over and over again what they can do if he’s going to receive the same answer again and again.
He continues to help Hadama with the supports, bracing it easily in this form, shark bite scarred tail wavering slightly in the water to keep him rooted within the ocean against its waves as he listens. There’s a pulse of understanding, a sensation that seems to suggest same in King’s End, unfortunately. [say]It seems like when you root out one, two more take its place.[/say] He sends over with a mental sigh.
The of course is accepted with no comment, a pulse of acceptance in return, but instead choosing to focus on the next comment as soon as the piling sank down. He rises, blasting some of the water as he takes a breath of air from the surface, his dorsal fin a large towering pillar that helps mark where the Tidebreaker and the Flood were located as they wait for another pole. [say]Unfortunately, yes. The river stars are actively aggressive and I heard reports it’s started to affect our unicorns.[/say] A pang of sadness blurs the lines with that, for Sunjata had always believed unicorns to be such pure creatures. To see them based down to a mockery of themselves is truly something that sparks worry within him. All he can do is hope that Morgen keeps his herds safe from the threat, while the rest of them remove the tainted equines where they could.
He continues to help Hadama with the supports, bracing it easily in this form, shark bite scarred tail wavering slightly in the water to keep him rooted within the ocean against its waves as he listens. There’s a pulse of understanding, a sensation that seems to suggest same in King’s End, unfortunately. [say]It seems like when you root out one, two more take its place.[/say] He sends over with a mental sigh.
The of course is accepted with no comment, a pulse of acceptance in return, but instead choosing to focus on the next comment as soon as the piling sank down. He rises, blasting some of the water as he takes a breath of air from the surface, his dorsal fin a large towering pillar that helps mark where the Tidebreaker and the Flood were located as they wait for another pole. [say]Unfortunately, yes. The river stars are actively aggressive and I heard reports it’s started to affect our unicorns.[/say] A pang of sadness blurs the lines with that, for Sunjata had always believed unicorns to be such pure creatures. To see them based down to a mockery of themselves is truly something that sparks worry within him. All he can do is hope that Morgen keeps his herds safe from the threat, while the rest of them remove the tainted equines where they could.
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.
