[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Swift_Assassin]

"Lennox. Call it contempt by proxy. That was more like something my cousin would say. Probably followed up with some bad idea of his." Lennox replied to Wratt, trying to assuage his concerns. He looked down at the deck, thinking of his next words. ". . . .I don't particularly care who backs this or if I'm being paid for this. I just want to see new things and try to avoid needless bloodshed while doing it," Lennox paused a bit before finishing, "I've been failing the latter unfortunately." Lennox just stared off, flashes of burning men going through his mind. It was the most honest thing he had just said and it depressed him. The fact he felt Dyrnwyn made him a monster just made that goal seem almost unachievable.

He snapped out of it and turned his attention to Raye, who finally introduced herself to their traveling companions. He began to regret what he said when she started speaking, but thankfully she didn't blurt everything out. She barely even said her name, so obviously she didn't reveal her...quirk. That probably would have caused a bigger mess. "That was good enough Raye."