SUNJATA
the flood
holding back the flood,
in this skyscraper town
The Flood draws silent as Darkeye speaks, expanding on the subject of people like his father. And while the other man likely doesn’t know the entire reason Shaju was horrible to him, at the very least it inspires some amount of understanding. Enough so that when Darkeye explains his initial opinion of him, Sunjata barks a laugh, amusement flickering across his face as he glances over to the shorter man. “I haven’t exactly been in a war like this, but, similar enough to be experienced in something.” He murmurs, shrugging a shoulder and moving whenever Darkeye needs him to.
“We never had demons or gods or magic or anything in Korofi. But my father was the ruler there and I was supposed to follow his footsteps. Only there was a disparity between those of us nobles and the rest of the country and when I was an Enforcer I ended up defecting to fight for the rebellion against my father.” He offers up easily, glancing back at Darkeye to see what he makes of it. “I ended up here before I could see how it fully ended, but, I suppose it isn’t surprising that I’ve followed the same path here.” The losing side, the underdogs, those simply wanting to live.
But that was it, mostly, and Sunjata focuses on finishing the tasks Darkeye has set out for him, wiping away sweat and the like as he goes. “It’s a shame your home world and mine have so much in common, hm?”
“We never had demons or gods or magic or anything in Korofi. But my father was the ruler there and I was supposed to follow his footsteps. Only there was a disparity between those of us nobles and the rest of the country and when I was an Enforcer I ended up defecting to fight for the rebellion against my father.” He offers up easily, glancing back at Darkeye to see what he makes of it. “I ended up here before I could see how it fully ended, but, I suppose it isn’t surprising that I’ve followed the same path here.” The losing side, the underdogs, those simply wanting to live.
But that was it, mostly, and Sunjata focuses on finishing the tasks Darkeye has set out for him, wiping away sweat and the like as he goes. “It’s a shame your home world and mine have so much in common, hm?”
you gave all that sweat and blood,
now you think you're gonna drown
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.
