SUNJATA
isn't it funny?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?
A nod and a shrug is given toward Loren before the man stands to stagger into the water. And with it, Sunjata simply watches – buzzed enough to surprisingly not want to go for a swim, and instead simply content to remain along the sand, gaze focused between the man and the companions that play. He’s not sure how long it takes before his exhaustion fully sets in, but when it does he sighs quietly, going to stand and mentally call Haai, a small wave granted to Astra, before he shifts into his avian form. He swoops by Loren, then, Haai on his heels. Don’t drown yourself, we’ve a fight to continue. He tells Loren through the bond, before swooping up and back toward the place he’d been staying at.
- FIN
- FIN
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.
