SOLD MY SOUL TO THE DEVIL || o. Joiner

Violet Ryder

All Violet was is a traveler, she truly never settled in one place for long-or if she did, something bad always happens which leaves her to be on the road. Something that she had been use to since the beginning of her life. She believed herself to be cursed and, at this point the reaper was not surprised. She sure knew how to fight but she had not used or needed her battle skills for a while now.

Pausing the black cheetah sat near the Coalition's border, her emerald gaze narrowing slightly while her tail swished slightly awaiting for someone to approach her. The female was adorned in many pieces of jewelry and her scent was mingled with many different scents, so there was no true way to pinpoint where she had once came from, and truthfully-the female couldn't remember. "Name is Violet Ryder, I'm here to join" she said smoothly, and for now, those were the only words the strange female would say.

"Speech" Thoughts

Ninazu breezed past the jungle flora, pushing aside an overgrown pitcher plant, as she walked to the border. Crossing to the island was no easy feat, and most joiners the Condemned had recruited tended to be washed up, half-drowned creatures. However, the black cheetah appeared to be in good condition; Ninazu appreciated that, because, as one of the group’s medics, she usually needed to patch up the strangers.

“Welcome to the Coalition of the Condemned, Violet.” The lioness’s golden eyes squinted—it wasn’t long ago when the Condemned’s island was still unknown to the mainland, and she’d needed to remind herself it wasn’t terribly odd that someone might pop over to intentionally find them. “I’m Ninazu Harbringer-Malus, a guru—medic—here. Where’d you come from?”