SUNJATA
the flood
anyway, you say you're too busy
saving everybody else to save yourself
saving everybody else to save yourself
There’s a crowd on the horizon. A crowd that’s angry and pulsing like it’s own heartbeat. The words are muffled from here, but he can guess. Of course he can guess. Only… They’re shouting at the house, a house devoid of him as he comes around the path from Haulani, past the lighthouse, directly into view of… Well, this shit show.
So of course he becomes the favored dragon they call for, if only to stop the assault to his home. Flesh becomes armored plates, large wings take to the darkened sky, and he blends in. He blends in with the night as he crosses over the crowd, taking a mental number of how many have shown. Is this… All of Torchline? It feels pretty close to it.
He lands before the home, before the crowd — a midway point. Wings stretch before retracting and a toothy grimace is seen on the dragons face before he turns back into himself — staring at the mob. “ENOUGH!” He growls, taking a step forward, trying to leash his temper. Armor plates his arms and neck and he stares at the mob. “Leave the house, I’m the one you want.”
So of course he becomes the favored dragon they call for, if only to stop the assault to his home. Flesh becomes armored plates, large wings take to the darkened sky, and he blends in. He blends in with the night as he crosses over the crowd, taking a mental number of how many have shown. Is this… All of Torchline? It feels pretty close to it.
He lands before the home, before the crowd — a midway point. Wings stretch before retracting and a toothy grimace is seen on the dragons face before he turns back into himself — staring at the mob. “ENOUGH!” He growls, taking a step forward, trying to leash his temper. Armor plates his arms and neck and he stares at the mob. “Leave the house, I’m the one you want.”
and you don't want no help, oh well
that's the story to tell
that's the story to tell
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.
