[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Swift_Assassin]

Lennox barely blinked as the bolt passed him. It wasn't that he had faith that his allies wouldn't kill him. It just happened too fast for him to react. Didn't even have time to flinch. When he heard the thing speaking, it began concerning him. That name. 'Lord Nergal'. Where had he heard it before? He wracked his brain over it as Tiras acted against the apparition. She(?) was struck down, but not before inflicting a wound against him using Wratt's own bolt. A new voice sounded out and Lennox believed he had the direction squared away. He ran towards it before being greeted by another pair of golden eyes. Before it could charge him though, light beamed out of its eyes and mouth before it dissolved. Unlike the previous one though, the mist drew backwards towards a familiar silhouette. A man approached out of the mist. He was malnourished and sleep deprived, but seemed equally more lively than when he had seen him last. "Lennox Hyperion? Is that you? What are y-"

"Wolfram! No time! What are those things?!"

As Lennox cut off his uncle-in-law, two more voices chanted again the same message. "This is  a message from Lord Nergal, 'I await you at the Dragon's Gate," could be heard from two different directions, slowly approaching.

Wolfram just laughed. Lennox didn't what what thoughts when through Wolfram's heard to spark that response. This may have something to do with Cassandra's whole spiel about 'keeping Wolfram from making things worse'. Whatever these are, Wolfram must have already studied them extensively. "They are relics from a time before you and I. Servants of a great evil from before King Zephiel's war." Lennox noticed Wolfram eyeing up the group and taking a particular interest in Raye. Lennox stepped into his view, letting him know that Raye wasn't going to be a tool of Wolfram's. "My time on this island has come to a close. You seem to have riled the morphs up. It's no longer safe to conduct my research. Come, Seren, we are leaving." Wolfram walked past Lennox with an equally withered looking red head girl with him. She was carrying some kind of staff. He looked over at Raye again before speaking up. "I'd ask for directions, but I think you have higher priorities. Oh, and Lennox. Pick up your sword. Fair thee well."  The red head Seren raised her staff and they were gone. It was some kind of warp staff!

Lennox took up his advice and ran back to the boat where he grabbed he swords and threw his cloak back on. He began heading back when he saw a pair of glowing eyes approaching and they weren't the ones talking before. They've got four of them approaching now. "Guys, we've got company!"