SuNJATA
the flood
A silent prayer goes up to Safrin at the fact that the shelving holds this time. And it looks relatively good all things considered, much to his surprise. The key is a welcome gift, taking it and following Weaver through the disguised door, watching as she shows him how it works and finding it quite unique and well thought out, flashing her a bright grin in response to it as he tucks the key into a pocket.
One more thing, however, and Sunjata watches as she gestures to the table top – the thick slab of it. Nodding to her, he glances to Wessex and Hotaru in turn. “I’ll shift to my nyala form, might be able to leverage it with your help.” He offers, before skin is shifting toward the fuzzy horned bull that settles within his skin. More of an antelope than cattle, but the pushing power is there nonetheless. And he nears it once someone else has lifted it against the table before pressing his head against it, against the horns, and beginning to push to slide it into place.
Sunjata shifts to his Nyala form to help push the table top into place!
One more thing, however, and Sunjata watches as she gestures to the table top – the thick slab of it. Nodding to her, he glances to Wessex and Hotaru in turn. “I’ll shift to my nyala form, might be able to leverage it with your help.” He offers, before skin is shifting toward the fuzzy horned bull that settles within his skin. More of an antelope than cattle, but the pushing power is there nonetheless. And he nears it once someone else has lifted it against the table before pressing his head against it, against the horns, and beginning to push to slide it into place.
Sunjata shifts to his Nyala form to help push the table top into place!
always have an escape plan
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
