[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Swift_Assassin]

Lennox hesitated at Tiras' yell, before trying to match his pace. He'd never used an oar before, but the concept was easy enough. They made it to shore relatively quickly for where they were. They could've been at it for hours. When they got to shore, Lennox was a bit surprised at how winded Tiras was. Must have been due to the weight of his armor. He grabbed his cloak, which was a tad damp and draped it over his shoulders. He elected to leave his shirt on the boat, as that thing was soaked. He took off his boots and began walking barefoot on the sand. He probably would have taken his pants off, but there were women around. Wouldn't have been polite. "You might want to start dropping some excess clothes until everything's dry. Don't want to get sick out here."

When Tiras asked about a hatchet, Lennox reached for his waist. He had one when he split off from Carla. But it wasn't there. The loop it was on was torn. "Shit, mine tore off when I jumped into the water." He looked around and looked back at his sword.

That was when he heard Raye say she'd 'find some fire'. "Wait, I got a magic FIRE sword! Where are you going?!" He took three steps before realizing he couldn't reliably use the fire from Dyrnwyn. "Wait, scratch that. Probably won't work. Wait....do you even know how to start a fire?! Wait, I'm coming with you!" He gave chase, once more, thinking they were going to look for flint or some other kind of rocks to cause a fire. Then another thought came to mind. He followed her into the forest, checking to make sure the others were out of sight. "Raye, when you transform, do you breath fire? Is that what you're going to do?"