We're riding 'round this carousel, getting dizzy 'til we're sick
With Fangorn occupied by the puddle Sunjata’s created, he turns back to Melita with a small frown, swallowing hard against the silence, the crackle of the fire that cooks the meat she’s working on for some reason in this warm, godforsaken place. He has to imagine it’s for a quest, why else travel all this way just to cook something? But he doesn’t ask about it, instead, he lets his steel gaze linger on her fiery hair, pushing away thoughts of her father and the quick temper that was often shared between them.
“A mediator, I think.” Though they hadn’t talked about it at all. The last he’d heard of what the deity wanted him to do was to make stands, make decisions and not apologize for them, not to go back and regret the past because it couldn’t be changed. “They want me to make sure life still goes on in the face of war and everything else.” A shoulder rises and falls in a shrug, because that’s a vague answer to the question she’s given, yet it’s the only answer he’s gotten from his deity.
“A mediator, I think.” Though they hadn’t talked about it at all. The last he’d heard of what the deity wanted him to do was to make stands, make decisions and not apologize for them, not to go back and regret the past because it couldn’t be changed. “They want me to make sure life still goes on in the face of war and everything else.” A shoulder rises and falls in a shrug, because that’s a vague answer to the question she’s given, yet it’s the only answer he’s gotten from his deity.
the flood
Love is like a circle, there's no easy way to end
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
