SUNJATA
so, collect your scars and wear 'em well
your blood's as good an ink as any
your blood's as good an ink as any
Without having much else to go off of, Sunjata works his way alongside the rockery, searching for anything that could be close to what the book had said. He works his jaw, partially shifting his eyes now in the hopes he might be able to fine tune them into being able to spy things that aren’t otherwise noticeable. “Just in the cliff face.” Sunjata offers Darkeye with a small apologetic grimace.
The Falling was huge and it feels like they might spend all day here trying to get even a hint of where it is. “If you see anything like fabric sticking out, that might be it. Just let me know and I'll let you know if I find anything.” So saying, he continues his search, moving along the one particular cliffside he’s on before moving further down.
Sunjata continues searching for any sign of a cloth sticking out of the cliffs, his eyes partially shifted to try and help him see further.
The Falling was huge and it feels like they might spend all day here trying to get even a hint of where it is. “If you see anything like fabric sticking out, that might be it. Just let me know and I'll let you know if I find anything.” So saying, he continues his search, moving along the one particular cliffside he’s on before moving further down.
Sunjata continues searching for any sign of a cloth sticking out of the cliffs, his eyes partially shifted to try and help him see further.
go scratch your name into the clouds
and pull them all... d o w n
and pull them all... d o w n
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.
