(SE) something in the orange

and catch a cold heart staring at the water, babe

But Flora didn’t seem to have any… Side effects as quickly as those with the Blight had, to my knowledge at least. The information is offered somewhat easily, thinking back on when he’d spoken with Flora and when she’d been affected. But again, he doesn’t know the intricacies of everything this new terrible plague has wrought onto them. He just knows to steer far and clear, keeping a wide berth from the creatures unless he was there to destroy them.

The last piling goes in easy, Sunjata holding it up, peering down to the corals below while Hadama gives him a look over, until they reach the surface with the work effectively done – he shifts into a half orca half man, brushing his hair back so it stays out of his face, attention turning back to the merking. Anything I can do, or King’s End can do, to help, please know that we will. He offers quietly, a soft spoken vow through the attuned bond.

As for how long he intends to stay, Sunjata peers up over the dock now settled, jaw working slightly. I think I’ll rest for the night and fly back in the morning. He murmurs. I should probably give some offerings to Frey while I’m here. He flashes the Tidebreaker a small playful smile, even as exhaustion lingers on the corners of his eyes.

remember you flew

SUNJATA