SuNjATA
the flood
Avoiding the orange cracks in the ground to the best of his ability, Sunjata trails after Melita to a space that’s relatively flat and free of accidental fire and lava, and with it the realization that perhaps his magic would to basically fuck all for the lava – a fight of fire and basically steam to get the ball rolling. But their space is flat and he watches the lava spit out far enough away from them that he feels alright about it, setting his own bag down as well in a space where it would be safe and the coal could continue to smolder without harm until reaching King’s End.
“I’m flexible.” Sunjata murmurs as he thinks on whatever or not he can conjure anything. The answer is no after a moment of thought, but he does have a new shift to try one – one that promises the return of his head should it get cut off or stabbed, so perhaps the injury from that would be far less painful. “I can only conjure tangible forms of water to grapple or shield, but.. I have a hydra shift that might not be too bad for you to stab?” He asks, huffing a soft laugh with the insanity within it.
“I’m flexible.” Sunjata murmurs as he thinks on whatever or not he can conjure anything. The answer is no after a moment of thought, but he does have a new shift to try one – one that promises the return of his head should it get cut off or stabbed, so perhaps the injury from that would be far less painful. “I can only conjure tangible forms of water to grapple or shield, but.. I have a hydra shift that might not be too bad for you to stab?” He asks, huffing a soft laugh with the insanity within it.
get a load of this trainwreck
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.
