i was raised as a scorpion
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
He hasn’t been back here since he’d left after Ronin had let him free from the jail. But it seems different – not only just from how the war had changed things, but from something more recent (the moth incident). Of course, being in King’s End as he is, he often doesn’t hear news until way later. Something he makes a point to try and fix eventually.
For now, though, he arrives on the wings of his Pegasus shift, the sea panther companion of his curled up in the bag wrapped around his neck beside the bag of holding for the items he intends to try and collect for LongNight back in the region he calls home. He figures the Pegasus would be much better received than the dragon, given the Ascended attack, and so far once he’s landed and shifted back, nobody’s wanted to interrogate him or throw him back into the jail cell. So… perks, right?
Still, his anxiety is at an all time high, though you wouldn’t be able to tell given the way Petronella clings to his neck, running from one shoulder to the other to try and take in all the sights. And Sunjata, awaiting Sohalia’s company, finds a seat at a little café with a cup of coffee, far more attentive than he likely needs to be, but appearing at a distance relaxed and carefree.
For now, though, he arrives on the wings of his Pegasus shift, the sea panther companion of his curled up in the bag wrapped around his neck beside the bag of holding for the items he intends to try and collect for LongNight back in the region he calls home. He figures the Pegasus would be much better received than the dragon, given the Ascended attack, and so far once he’s landed and shifted back, nobody’s wanted to interrogate him or throw him back into the jail cell. So… perks, right?
Still, his anxiety is at an all time high, though you wouldn’t be able to tell given the way Petronella clings to his neck, running from one shoulder to the other to try and take in all the sights. And Sunjata, awaiting Sohalia’s company, finds a seat at a little café with a cup of coffee, far more attentive than he likely needs to be, but appearing at a distance relaxed and carefree.
the flood
that's why i'm broken, yeah,
am i a villain or a saint?
am i a villain or a saint?
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.
