i closed my eyes and saw my father's sins, they covered me like a second skin
i peeled them off, and sure i bled a bit, but now i'm free to sink my own damn ship
i peeled them off, and sure i bled a bit, but now i'm free to sink my own damn ship
One thing Sunjata learns quickly, is that it’s tough in the Port during the monsoons to try and find anything close to what he seeks. He’s gotten the sitter again to watch after Kamaria, had collected a few things to fight against the storm to get to the port and whatever shops remain open. A dragon descends, a dragon turns to a man, barreled by the wind, and after ducking into a few of the shops, he ends up here.
At least it’s still open.
He tries to get as much water off of himself before stepping into it, heading straight for the merchant without looking around. Pleasantries are extended before Sunjata’s asking about any sort of blanket selection they might have, one that could hopefully work for a child. Something soft and small and easily bunched up. A child could never have too many blankets, after all.
A bit of bartering and jesting, before he’s waiting as the merchant slips into the back of his shop, trying to find what pieces remained from before everyone had taken off from the storm.
At least it’s still open.
He tries to get as much water off of himself before stepping into it, heading straight for the merchant without looking around. Pleasantries are extended before Sunjata’s asking about any sort of blanket selection they might have, one that could hopefully work for a child. Something soft and small and easily bunched up. A child could never have too many blankets, after all.
A bit of bartering and jesting, before he’s waiting as the merchant slips into the back of his shop, trying to find what pieces remained from before everyone had taken off from the storm.
i cut my branch down from my family tree to start a fire in the living room
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.
