SUNJATA
i am the ocean, i am the sea
His brow lifts slightly as a smile grows on Lucas’ face, his head tilting slightly as he inspects the man before him. A city dweller too, it seemed. He hopes perhaps the man hasn’t been where he has, it might make things a bit awkward. Still, he finds it in himself to chuckle slightly as Lucas mentions the place he’d fallen into. “Wasn't much of a choice to be honest.” He huffs, but it seems entirely like his luck to do that exact same thing. And as he explains the name of the land and the works they’re in, his head tilts again. “That sounds hardly exciting.” He remarks, a bit of a chuckle lacing his words as he regards Lucas. “Eh, I was mostly on the run anyhow.” He says with a roguish grin toward Lucas as he reaches out to shake his hand firmly. “Sunjata, or Jata for short. Don’t particularly care which as long as you don’t call me Sunny.” Finally he grins wide, releasing Lucas’ hand and glances back toward the Labyrinth with a huff of annoyance.
there is a world inside of me
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.
