Some time has passed since their last meeting. The Coalition of the Condemned were due for an update on their condition, despite their somewhat mysterious agenda. Today, the time has come. While Stryker's sickness began to fade, the work slowly came back into his realm. Even so, the Kingpin was still feeling weary. His head was spinning, easily letting his mind get ingulfed in dark thoughts and leering impulses. For the sake of his group though, he persisted on.

Looming out from the shadows of his shanty, the lion let out a sigh. Slitted eyes took in the debris around him. All he could think about was what's next or how they could even prosper in the midst of this tragedy. Stryker, in the midst of all his optimism, was still feeling tired. All he wanted for his family was a home... Not this chaos.

Traveling to the eastern side of the island, he stood at the shore's edge. For a moment, Stryker looked out towards the horizon, observing the blue waves that terrorized their island. With a shake of his head, he turned his back on the horizon and towards the sands before him. "COALITION OF THE CONDEMNED!" his hoarse voice echoed.  [color=#00b400]"COME GATHER FOR A MEETING."

[b]THE WEAK ONES ARE THERE TO JUSTIFY THE STRONG
DON'T BOTHER TO RESIST OR I'LL BEAT YOU

I'LL HAVE YOUR HEART ON A PLATTER

The guru felt exhausted, frankly. He had no apprentice, no helper of the healing kind. It had been hard enough after the fall of the island, worse after Ninazu's plant incident. He'd been spending every moment healing, bandaging, cleaning. If he wasn't helping his wounded groupmates, he was gathering herbs in an attempt to make more salves to help the others. He'd gained quite a few wounds himself from the plants that snapped at his heels. The plants that grew along his back had become torn and wilted, small pieces of plant falling off behind him.

Tired eyes rested on his leader as he approached, finding himself a spot to settle and listen to whatever was going to be said. Laying down, he settled his head on his paws, eyes sliding shut. Maybe he could rest his eyes for just a minute.

Now seemed like a good time to start. A crowd had formed and eyes were on him. He spotted a few familiar faces in the crowd. Ninazu, Chaz, Caesar per usual. Summer and Ezrakel decided to show their faces too. Good for them. Stryker allowed a few more to to gather before clearing his throat and beginning. "Thank you for gathering promptly," the lion remarked. Thin lips pulled back into a smile. "Today I have plenty to talk about-" As if he wasn't talkative in the first place. "-so please pay attention." With that, the real news began.

"Starting off, I have talked to Hani and Alani within Elysium." The duo were their former espionages. Nevertheless, their priorities laid elsewhere these days to Stryker's disappointment. He couldn't help but resent their loyalty to their new home. "While they have not accepted an alliance, they have agreed on a neutrality for now." They would need to look elsewhere for a proper alliance then before proceeding forward with their takeover on The Typhoon. "Needless to say, we don't step on their turf and they don't step on ours. Capisce?" Slitted eyes surveyed the audience. There seemed to be no answer. "Capisce."

Stryker went onto the next topic with a smirk. "I have also heard of some monthly gathering on the mainland," he enthused. "While I know we're supposed to lay low, I have been attending in secret for intel." The lion couldn't help himself after the first meeting. Good lord, that was a shitshow. He was surprised they met for a second one after all that drama. "Now, I will allow all of you attend if you please, but under several rules." As always, breaking the Code of the Coalition would result in a long, painful death. The same punishment applied here. Exposing their secret was a felony. "You will show up, stating you're a loner or a mere wanderer of the neutral grounds." All types of losers attended that meeting anyways. They wouldn't suspect a thing... Minus Caesar. The exiled bastard was probably a dead giveaway. Argus too perhaps. "Afterwards, keep quiet and listen. You're there for information and that is it." Besides that, they would leave in silence. Their duty was to attend, gather intel, and relay it back to Stryker as soon as possible. If they wanted to move closer to the mainland and leave this wretched island, their lives depended on that info.

His gaze moved over towards Ninazu next. "Now I would like to thank Ninazu for taking over while I was gone-" He let out a soft cackle. "-but perhaps we could deal with less plants next time, don't you agree Ninny?" Stryker, while he was fond of the carnivorous plants, found that the rest of his members weren't so pleased by their presence. To him, they had useful assets. "To address that, let's start by clearing out the ones left on the island..." He paused momentarily, questioning his decision. At the last moment, he changed his mind. "But leave the ones near the island's borders. They're good for intruders and fantastic deterrent. Plus, if we happen to have prisoners, they'd be marvelous guards." Keeping the weaker animals in their mouths was not out of the question either. The Kingpin surely had plans for them.

Now that the more important announcements were out of the way, Stryker took a moment to reflect. "Any questions or comments before I continue on?"