you were forged in fire // and you rose from the ashes
murder and mercy rolled into one
He knows nothing about volcanoes, really, but he does hear the way the earth shifts, the discomfort with the varying animals beneath his skin. Something is wrong. So he sets out, Safrins daggers in hand, the water brass knuckles Remi had made him settled along his person as well.
He knows one thing about fire, as well, grabbing a bandana of sorts to tie around his face as he bolts toward the thick of it. His goal in all of this is to try and get as many people out, to try and also grab how many supplies they might need of buckets — with no magic in his arsenal to help further the process.
Sunjata arrives with Safrins daggers and the brass knuckles from Remi and tries to help get people out and away from it.
He knows one thing about fire, as well, grabbing a bandana of sorts to tie around his face as he bolts toward the thick of it. His goal in all of this is to try and get as many people out, to try and also grab how many supplies they might need of buckets — with no magic in his arsenal to help further the process.
Sunjata arrives with Safrins daggers and the brass knuckles from Remi and tries to help get people out and away from it.
which way is up?
SUNJATA
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.
