SUNJATA
i'm drowning in all these voices in the sea
and meeting all my vices in the ring
and meeting all my vices in the ring
An amused grin spreads across Sunjata’s face as she places a hand on her hip and feigns her offense. “Got rammed a couple of times but I made it.” He offers, stepping back from the bag to turn his shoulder to her, beneath the navy feathered tattoos sit a splattering off yellowish bruising that spans to the middle of his back. “But I’m here, don’t worry your pretty little head.” A playful tease paired with a wink as Haai moves over to greet Aurelia.
“She’s my companion, actually. Kind of like a pet but more. She can sort of tell me how she’s feeling and she can sense how I am.” The griffin looks up at Aurelia with wide green eyes of intrigue before puffing a bit of smoke out at Aurelia and trotting over to her makeshift nest in the corner so she’s out of the way.
Sunjata, meanwhile, turns his attention away from the griffin to Aurelia with a crooked grin. “I’ve got time, let’s see what you can do.” He doesn’t underestimate her, if anything he’s infinitely curious to see what she learned in her old world that would vary between what he knew from his, and those here in Torchline that had learned a few of their own styles and tricks.
“She’s my companion, actually. Kind of like a pet but more. She can sort of tell me how she’s feeling and she can sense how I am.” The griffin looks up at Aurelia with wide green eyes of intrigue before puffing a bit of smoke out at Aurelia and trotting over to her makeshift nest in the corner so she’s out of the way.
Sunjata, meanwhile, turns his attention away from the griffin to Aurelia with a crooked grin. “I’ve got time, let’s see what you can do.” He doesn’t underestimate her, if anything he’s infinitely curious to see what she learned in her old world that would vary between what he knew from his, and those here in Torchline that had learned a few of their own styles and tricks.
so step inside, i ain't afraid to bleed
there ain't a casket strong enough for me
there ain't a casket strong enough for 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.
