Ultra Violet wiped her face as she trudged through the Sea of Sand. Ever since the Sons of Garmadon split many years ago, she'd been on the move. She didn't know quite where she was going, but since leaving the city she'd realized that being intimidating wasn't always an easy way to get what she wanted.

The people of Ninjago had gained more confidence over the years, and some had started defending their villages. Inspired by the ninja, she supposed. Violet groaned as she looked up at the sun, letting out a cough. Her throat was so dry..and the sun was getting hotter. "This is such bullshit...too much heat is bad for my skin." She chuckled to herself, moving her head back to watch the direction she was walking. "Ohh I have no idea where I'm going.." She sang to herself in a slightly delirious tone, wiping the sweat off her face again.

"Man..sand is starting to look really delicious right now. Can you eat sand?" She changed her tone of voice, gasping. "Why I don't know, Violet. Can you?" The sun, coupled with dehydration and lack of food was starting to get to her. "Just..a little further. Maybe I'll find a village out here?" Ultra silently walked along, feeling her energy dropping. She tried to keep her mind busy as her walking slowed, thinking about the parts of Ninjago she'd traveled to over the years. She'd been to Toxic Bogs, despite the scent of it making her sick. It had been a decent place to take shelter. Though..she swore someone had been watching her. The woman watching her may have been a hallucination, but maybe not. Light brown hair and blue eyes..flowers in her hair. Violet chuckled to herself a little, dropping down into the sand and sitting down. She didn't have the energy to keep going. Falling backward in the sand, she couldn't help but start laughing to herself.

"It appears I'm going to die out here..such a shame..ah well, maybe I'll see that beautiful hallucination before I go." As Violet stares into the sun with a half lidded gaze, a cloaked stranger is approaching from the east.

Reval frowns when he sees the woman lying in the sand, breathing shallowly. This woman seems terribly dehydrated, and perhaps a little delusional. She is talking to herself after all. Adjusting his hood and carefully walking toward her, Reval takes a closer look as he peers over her. Goodness, she's so out of it that she doesn't even see Reval watching her. "Miss? Can you hear me? I-" Reval let out a gasp as the woman's head lolled to the side suddenly and her eyes closed. Picking her up in his arms, Reval carried her to a nearby rock wall and silently waited.

A voice behind the rock is raspy, questioning Reval. "Tell me brother, why do we gather?"

Reval listens to the voice, shifting the unconscious woman in his arms and responding to the question. "We gather so that we may prepare to summon an ally. One to right the order of balance. To destroy for us."

The voice behind the rock wall pauses, seeming satisfied. So he asks another question. "And what will the summoned bring about, brother?"

Reval grunts and shifts the woman again, taking a breath to relax before answering. "The summoned will bring about a child. A child conceived by a chosen bride. One born of Oni blood, to infiltrate the population and destroy it."

Satisfied with the answer, Elder Curth slides the rock door to the side and lets Reval in, sliding the door shut behind them as he eyes the woman in his arms suspiciously. "Reval! What is the meaning of this?" The old man asks, glaring at Reval as they walk through the underground tunnels. "Bringing a woman here? Are you mad? We never bring females here!"

Reval frowns, shifting the unknown woman to rest on his shoulder. "Forgive me, Elder Curth but when I found her she seemed weak and...rather delusional before she passed out. It appears she hasn't eaten or received proper care in quite some time. I thought she would be a good candidate for-"

Curth begins chuckling. "Oh my..I see, I see..you think she could be the bride..we will have to work to..acquaint her with our ways..you claim she was delusional when you found her?"

Reval nods, heading into an empty resting chamber with Curth. "Yes Elder. You know I always tell the truth. She was staring up at the sky and talking to herself about a woman with flowers in her hair."

Curth rose an eyebrow as he helped lay her down, chuckling a little. "My, she must have been hallucinating."

Reval shrugged, looking over the woman. "I wonder what her name is.."

Curth scoffed and shook his head. "As if that matters. Her name may be changed, in time. Tell me, shall we use it now or later?" Curth pulls a small, capped syringe from his cloak.

Reval tilts his head at it. He knows what that is..it's Orphenophin. It makes the user fairly susceptible to persuasion. Crossing his arms, Reval considers what will happen when this woman wakes and is given food and water. She'll be ready to flee, won't she?

Curth chuckled a little, offering Reval the syringe. "You do it. I will have the others prepare food and water for this woman. You and Felis will oversee her..recovery."

Reval silently takes the syringe, carefully sitting down next to the sleeping woman. "Go, Elder. I will do as I am asked."

Curth shakes his head and crosses his arms. "I will oversee the administration of the drug, and then I will go."

Reval rolled his eyes, pulling the hood of his cloak down and grabbing an alcohol wipe packet. He sets the syringe aside and tears the packet open, cleaning the selected injection site. Taking the cap off the syringe, Reval carefully administers the drug.

Satisfied with Reval's work, Curth leaves the chamber as Felis comes in with a tray of food and a pitcher of water.

Felis is a very silent man, often only speaking one word replies and gesturing with his hands. He carefully pulls the hood of his cloak down after setting the food and water aside, gesturing to the woman sleeping on the bed.

Reval shrugs and goes over to the table, carefully examining what foods were brought. It's light fare, such as fruit and raw vegetables. Good. This will not upset her stomach nor mess with the drug in her system. "I found her lying in the desert. Someone so weak will be easily coaxed into being a bride, don't you think?"

Felis only let out a sigh and rolled his eyes. He didn't think very highly of some of his cult brothers.

Reval chuckled and stole an apple off the tray, taking a bite out of it and chewing. After swallowing his bite, he points at Felis. "No matter what you think, we have to follow orders. And uh..don't tell Elder Curth I stole an apple, alright?"

Letting out an annoyed sigh, Felis goes to sit in the corner of the room and wait for this woman to wake up.

Shaking his head and cleaning the room up after eating the apple, Reval leaves the room for a moment to speak with the tailor of the cult. Bahsis was a quiet man..but for a much different reason than Felis. Bahsis had joined the cult in the early days, and the old man had his tongue cut out for disobedience during that time. As well as having two of his fingers removed when he failed to stitch a seam correctly. Reval took a breath and gently knocked on the door, only opening when he heard Bahsis knock on his sewing table twice as confirmation that he could enter. "Bahsis, do you have the new cloak ready?"

The old man slowly lifts his head nods, gesturing to the cloak hanging gently on a hook in the corner.

"Excellent..I'm sure Elder Curth will be pleased with your cooperation. Thank you." His only answer is a nod. Heading back to the room while carrying the new cloak for the mystery woman, he pauses as he comes in. The woman is slowly waking up, being offered water by Felis. Setting the cloak down and gently sitting on the bed, Reval smiles as he speaks to her. His voice is so..calm and friendly. "It's so nice to see you awake, Miss. We were so worried about you! How do you feel?"