Launched by the Roil into...wait, where AM I?

and if you want, i could tell you the truth

that this life takes a toll on you. i spend nights

Sunjata doesn’t get too close, doesn’t invade Neos’ space, but he remains close enough to be able to hear the words directed toward him. A slight dip of his head is given to the ‘hi’, before the next series of questions cut short by the introduction has a quiet hum of a chuckle slipping past his lips. “I’m Sunjata.” He begins, no need to keep it quiet or give a false name. He’s the governor here, after all.

The rest of the questions though, do arise a sharp inhale from his nose as he glances around the beach and the portal before landing on the other again. “You’re in Torchline.” But on second thought he wonders if this person is an outlander too, and if so might grow more confused with an answer such as that — as Sunjata had been the first time he met someone after arriving here.

“Part of a world called Caido. As for whether it’s combat heavy, I guess it depends where you go.” He flashes a rogue smirk Neos’ way, before gesturing up toward the Port, should the other attuned wish to get a bit more acquainted to his surroundings.

stitching up the loose threads of my soul

so in the morning i'm bulletproof

SUNJATA