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’s never once gone to a Ludo shrine – and it had taken him some time and talking with locals to figure out where the fuck the shrine was in order to go to it. There was a specific reason he’d avoided this particular deity, not wanting anything to do with the memories and people it could pluck from his mind to torment him with. An inherent distrust hidden beneath the surface that he can’t help but to continue to let seep into his thoughts, especially as he openly approaches it.
This one, though, nautical in nature, something Sunjata should relate to given his affinity for water and the moniker he’d been graced with, is intriguing. And while he doesn’t know what Ludo would like, he has crafted a little wooden boat with painted edges, one that he sets down on top of the shrine and gives it one last look before he steps away.
He doesn’t pray or say anything, not wanting to grant an audience with Ludo, just simply leaving an offering and slipping back away into the Port, jaw set tight as discomfort settles into his gut.
This one, though, nautical in nature, something Sunjata should relate to given his affinity for water and the moniker he’d been graced with, is intriguing. And while he doesn’t know what Ludo would like, he has crafted a little wooden boat with painted edges, one that he sets down on top of the shrine and gives it one last look before he steps away.
He doesn’t pray or say anything, not wanting to grant an audience with Ludo, just simply leaving an offering and slipping back away into the Port, jaw set tight as discomfort settles into his gut.
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.
