SUNJATA
isn't it funny?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?
Another attempt as they round back toward the entrance of Frey’s Breath - Sunjata taking a moment to use his water magic to part the bubbling, hot ripples of the hot springs briefly before loosening his hold to focus on Deimos’ magic. The piece of paper appears and Sunjata takes it, scanning it with a quiet nod before placing it in the bag of holding slung around his shoulders.
We could wait until everything’s clear? He suggests, though his nose wrinkles at the idea. My noticeboard won’t been in the protection zone, though, so maybe I can make a smaller one. Or maybe it wouldn’t matter if most people were safe behind the comfort of the Barrow’s protection.
We could wait until everything’s clear? He suggests, though his nose wrinkles at the idea. My noticeboard won’t been in the protection zone, though, so maybe I can make a smaller one. Or maybe it wouldn’t matter if most people were safe behind the comfort of the Barrow’s protection.
if we could light up the room with pain,
we'd be such a glorious fire
we'd be such a glorious fire
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.
