SUNJATA
He doesn’t succumb to sleep, though the lull is there. The light instead begins to surround them, glowing brighter and pulsing like it’s quite pleased they’d made it thus far. And as Sunjata kneels beside Melita and puts up that barrier, worry flares in him as she doesn’t immediately wake up. He can see Flora in his peripherals and Astaroth whom he hears answer Melita’s question once she wakes and Sunjata’s barrier falls, an exhale escaping him in relief.
“I didn’t see anything either.” Sunjata admits, reaching to help her stand and get back to her feet – a touch over protective of his niece when it comes to randomly collapsing in not the best spot to be in. “We can talk about it on the way out, yeah?” He offers as a suggestion, following along with the idea that Astaroth has sparked into reality.
“I didn’t see anything either.” Sunjata admits, reaching to help her stand and get back to her feet – a touch over protective of his niece when it comes to randomly collapsing in not the best spot to be in. “We can talk about it on the way out, yeah?” He offers as a suggestion, following along with the idea that Astaroth has sparked into reality.
we'll break our own hearts
so that someone else can't
so that someone else can't
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.
