SUNJATA
clipped wings and you're the one holding the bone saw
now things are getting so out of control
now things are getting so out of control
Somehow, the last thing Sunjata expects is to have company amongst this strange woodland. And for half a second, the shadow of Hadama surfacing in the Flood’s peripherals has him thinking it’s yet another pool, even as he tries to distract himself with the water magic along the water’s edge. He doesn’t put it past Caido to make this specific river strange like the pools within, so it takes him a moment to glance over.
He does catch the nod of greeting the second the Tidebreaker comes into view and it gives him pause. His water magic stuttering before he allows it to vanish back into the river with a small plop, scarred hands dropping to his side. “Hey,” he says by means of greeting – having never met the king of the merfolk one on one, but recalling him from the varying meetings he’s been a part of as of late. “Hadama, right?” He comes closer, offering him a small smile in greeting, one that blooms crookedly with the scar that bisects his cheek. “We haven't met officially, unless you count the meeting about the refuge. I hope things are well, aside from the looming doom?” The recent meeting of Safrin’s departure, of course.
He does catch the nod of greeting the second the Tidebreaker comes into view and it gives him pause. His water magic stuttering before he allows it to vanish back into the river with a small plop, scarred hands dropping to his side. “Hey,” he says by means of greeting – having never met the king of the merfolk one on one, but recalling him from the varying meetings he’s been a part of as of late. “Hadama, right?” He comes closer, offering him a small smile in greeting, one that blooms crookedly with the scar that bisects his cheek. “We haven't met officially, unless you count the meeting about the refuge. I hope things are well, aside from the looming doom?” The recent meeting of Safrin’s departure, of course.
the spiraling starts and we can't pull up, our hands are tied together so,
on the way down, we make every moment count
on the way down, we make every moment count
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.
