SuNjATA
the flood
As soon as Koa gets his arms up over the lip of the well, Sunjata reaches forward to help hoist the other man out of it. Stepping back while Koa gets reacquainted with the solid earth beneath his feet, he takes the moment to coil the rope up and place it back in the little tool spot that he’d found it.
Looking back to Koa as he sits with his back to the well, he gives him as much time as he needs to talk, chuckling lightly. “It’s almost kinda funny. It’s Ronin’s moniker, isn’t it?” He drawls the joke playfully, like Koa was a damsel and Sunjata was the white knight for him.
All jokes aside, though, once Koa seems to have settled, he reaches forward and extends his hand to help him up to his feet. “So what brings ya to King’s End aside from falling into wells?”
Looking back to Koa as he sits with his back to the well, he gives him as much time as he needs to talk, chuckling lightly. “It’s almost kinda funny. It’s Ronin’s moniker, isn’t it?” He drawls the joke playfully, like Koa was a damsel and Sunjata was the white knight for him.
All jokes aside, though, once Koa seems to have settled, he reaches forward and extends his hand to help him up to his feet. “So what brings ya to King’s End aside from falling into wells?”
if i let go, would you hold on?
would we fly?
would we fly?
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.
