SuNjATA
the flood
His head tilts, accepting the information easily with a raised brow. “Landsharks?” He hasn’t heard of those before, but if they’re anything like the sharks in Korofi, it doesn’t sound like a good time. He also glances to Haai briefly, a half smile crossing his face at the name. “Her name is Haai. It means shark in my language.” He offers by way of explanation before shaking his head again.
He asks of dragons, and the other man mentions it’s different for everyone. And while he thinks about what parts of him are most in touch, his head tilts lightly with the thought. The bird form he has… Is it because of it’s color? Its wings? The Panther because he can blend into the shadows, has always lived within it? He contemplates it briefly, before the mention of a magna vermis crosses his radar.
“I suppose that’s true.” A quiet rumble, a chuckle of amusement leaving him at the idea. When you could be a dragon and become a worm, he wonders if perhaps whoever gets that shift, the gods must hate.
He asks of dragons, and the other man mentions it’s different for everyone. And while he thinks about what parts of him are most in touch, his head tilts lightly with the thought. The bird form he has… Is it because of it’s color? Its wings? The Panther because he can blend into the shadows, has always lived within it? He contemplates it briefly, before the mention of a magna vermis crosses his radar.
“I suppose that’s true.” A quiet rumble, a chuckle of amusement leaving him at the idea. When you could be a dragon and become a worm, he wonders if perhaps whoever gets that shift, the gods must hate.
if i let go, would you hold on?
would we fly?
would we fly?
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.
