SuNjATA
the flood
He hadn’t intended to be so late, especially when it was in his backyard, basically. (But his writer was not paying attention apparently so rip.) Ahem, anyway, the darting approach of a blue macaw is all that’s seen initially, amongst the light shadow cast by his blue and yellow feathers.
Landing nearby the snack table, shifting into himself to try not to drag too much attention (look, he could have shown up as a dragon and really made it a point for people to notice he was late), he snags a snack precisely the kind he’s sure Ronin remembered he liked (and had packed accordingly), but it also offers him a chance to step up beside Melita, nodding to her quietly.
“Sorry I’m late.” Comes his accented voice. “What’d I miss?” He asks, before plopping the snack into his mouth, waiting for a quiet little TLDR from whomever was willing.
Landing nearby the snack table, shifting into himself to try not to drag too much attention (look, he could have shown up as a dragon and really made it a point for people to notice he was late), he snags a snack precisely the kind he’s sure Ronin remembered he liked (and had packed accordingly), but it also offers him a chance to step up beside Melita, nodding to her quietly.
“Sorry I’m late.” Comes his accented voice. “What’d I miss?” He asks, before plopping the snack into his mouth, waiting for a quiet little TLDR from whomever was willing.
get a load of this trainwreck
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.
