SUNJATA
Perhaps he shouldn’t try getting close to people, shouldn’t try to involve himself in a more permanent way, lest the same thing happen to him. If there’s something that Sunjata is good at, and still not used to, it’s losing everyone closest to him. So perhaps it’s better that he keeps his distance, his eyes averted from the rest of the populace, to keep them safe, to keep them here.
He can’t help but to reach for the bottle again, pouring a shot and knocking it back with the thought of that. The thought that he had when Jigano had found him on the Bone Bridge. When he had succumbed to the lowest point once again, deciding it was safer for people to have him gone. A black hole, destroying and taking everything in his path. That’s what he’s become.
A solemn nod is given to him at the mention of Edrei, but his mind can’t help but to revert back to those same thoughts once more, broken only by the mention of beaches as he offers the information. “Someone during LongNight was from there.” He shrugs, casually, glancing out one of the windows at the fading light outside. “Said there was a special plant that you had to… Eat? To get there? To breathe under water?” At the mention of lakes and oceans, Sunjata’s head turns back to Jigano with interest.
“We had to learn to swim in Korofi because of the flooding. And if you went far enough away from the capital, you’d reach the ocean. It was… Better than swimming in the rivers, lakes, floodwaters. The sand in your toes, the sunsets.” There’s a slight nostalgic smile that crosses his face. “I feel asleep on the beach one time, woke up to the tide rushing in and thought I was getting swept away to the sea.”
He can’t help but to reach for the bottle again, pouring a shot and knocking it back with the thought of that. The thought that he had when Jigano had found him on the Bone Bridge. When he had succumbed to the lowest point once again, deciding it was safer for people to have him gone. A black hole, destroying and taking everything in his path. That’s what he’s become.
A solemn nod is given to him at the mention of Edrei, but his mind can’t help but to revert back to those same thoughts once more, broken only by the mention of beaches as he offers the information. “Someone during LongNight was from there.” He shrugs, casually, glancing out one of the windows at the fading light outside. “Said there was a special plant that you had to… Eat? To get there? To breathe under water?” At the mention of lakes and oceans, Sunjata’s head turns back to Jigano with interest.
“We had to learn to swim in Korofi because of the flooding. And if you went far enough away from the capital, you’d reach the ocean. It was… Better than swimming in the rivers, lakes, floodwaters. The sand in your toes, the sunsets.” There’s a slight nostalgic smile that crosses his face. “I feel asleep on the beach one time, woke up to the tide rushing in and thought I was getting swept away to the sea.”
come home. don't die so far from the sea—
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.
