SUNJATA
the flood
Sunjata can remember the day it crashed, when the sky wasn’t just the normal hues of blues and pinks and yellows when the sun began to set. It was when purple started to invade, when it was a nonstop heavy filter that overcame the entirety of Caido regardless of how close you were to Starfall. It was worse in Torchline, of course, but the fingers could be seen all the way in King’s End, reaching to claim and steal.
At least the sky seems normal, now. And they don’t have to worry about their words and thoughts being stolen by an unseen, staticky eldritch voice box. I imagine if anyone would, it’d be Torchline. At least, I feel like if I were to ask I’d be stepping on toes. Not just Flora and Hadama’s toes, but Safrin’s.
And that would be something he didn’t need more experience with.
At least the sky seems normal, now. And they don’t have to worry about their words and thoughts being stolen by an unseen, staticky eldritch voice box. I imagine if anyone would, it’d be Torchline. At least, I feel like if I were to ask I’d be stepping on toes. Not just Flora and Hadama’s toes, but Safrin’s.
And that would be something he didn’t need more experience with.
the bigger the river // the bigger the drought
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.
