fightin' with my shadow, that is somethin' i am good at / givin' me the power that is provin' to have backlash
As understanding blossoms on Quanil’s face, Sunjata nods to them. A snort leaves Sunjata before he’s listening to Quanil explain that theyre looking to fulfill the Loreseekers section for a writer. And with the compliment, Sunjata nods with another quiet chuckle. “All the little things add up to the bigger picture.” He offers with a slight shrug, moving away from the bag that Quanil is at, moving to his own to show in somewhat slow motion how to successfully prep the punch, and follow through with it.
“Now, make sure that when you go for the punch that you don’t stretch too far out. Stay close, otherwise you’ll over-extend yourself and lose your balance.” He looks toward Quanil, gesturing with his other hand how close he is to his own bag, before nodding to them to show him how they might do it.
“Now, make sure that when you go for the punch that you don’t stretch too far out. Stay close, otherwise you’ll over-extend yourself and lose your balance.” He looks toward Quanil, gesturing with his other hand how close he is to his own bag, before nodding to them to show him how they might do it.
SUNJATA
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.
