03-10-2019, 12:28 AM
Lennox returned to the group, Dyrnwyn in hand. The blade was forged with gaps in the middle of the blade, one near the tip, one near the hilt, and one a foot higher up from the one near the hilt. As Lennox put both hands on the hilt and raised the sword so that the lowest hole was eye level, the magic fire that engulfed the sailor before returned, filling each of the holes with fire. Before he can charge anything though, Wratt threw him off guard.
Lord Hyperion was not something that he expected to hear. "Lord what now?! I never said-" Before he could say much to argue about never revealing his surname, it's because he didn't. Wolfram did, the bastard. But, neither said he was a lord. Mainly, because Shad was the lord, not him. But for him to piece this together. He must've met Hyperions before. Be it Daren, Maddox, or their cousin Deiter. They way he reacted though, it must have been the later two. Uncle Daren wasn't anywhere the madman that Maddox and Deiter are. "Fuck this." He turned back towards an approaching morph, raised his sword, took a big step and swung downwards. The fire from the blade was gone, now rushing towards the morph. It was consumed with fire, but still kept it's approach. Lennox ran towards the flaming morph, tossing Dyrnwyn in the air. It's eyes followed the sword, ignoring Lennox now in it's face. He punched it in the gut, followed by a jumping uppercut, which knocked the morph back a couple steps. At the height of his jump he grabbed Dyrnwyn and swung down, splitting the morph in two. Instead of gore spilling out though, it just faded into the same dark mist that and engulfed them.
Another morph had came up on Lennox from the tree line. Lennox got back up to a standing position. The morph thrusted at him with a spear. He had a hard time getting in, so he stepped back and threw off his cloak, tossing it at the morph. He stabbed it mid air, but the added weight from the chainmail lining, almost disarmed the morph. As it struggled to lift the lance, still talking about Nergal, Lennox ran at him and jumped, raising his knee in the process to hit the morph in the face. It recoiled, letting go off of the lance. Lennox performed a kip up after landing on his back with that knee strike. He unsheathed his steel longsword and stabbed the morph in the sternum. Again, it recoiled, pulling the sword from his hand, still stuck in him. Lennox walked over, grabbed the morph's shoulder with one hand and his sword with the other. He pulled the sword out and stabbed it repeatedly until it just decayed in his hand. He returned to his cloak and liberated it from the spear it was attached to. He sheathed the longsword, grabbed Dyrnwyn, and returned towards the fire, having strayed a bit far in this attack.
Lord Hyperion was not something that he expected to hear. "Lord what now?! I never said-" Before he could say much to argue about never revealing his surname, it's because he didn't. Wolfram did, the bastard. But, neither said he was a lord. Mainly, because Shad was the lord, not him. But for him to piece this together. He must've met Hyperions before. Be it Daren, Maddox, or their cousin Deiter. They way he reacted though, it must have been the later two. Uncle Daren wasn't anywhere the madman that Maddox and Deiter are. "Fuck this." He turned back towards an approaching morph, raised his sword, took a big step and swung downwards. The fire from the blade was gone, now rushing towards the morph. It was consumed with fire, but still kept it's approach. Lennox ran towards the flaming morph, tossing Dyrnwyn in the air. It's eyes followed the sword, ignoring Lennox now in it's face. He punched it in the gut, followed by a jumping uppercut, which knocked the morph back a couple steps. At the height of his jump he grabbed Dyrnwyn and swung down, splitting the morph in two. Instead of gore spilling out though, it just faded into the same dark mist that and engulfed them.
Another morph had came up on Lennox from the tree line. Lennox got back up to a standing position. The morph thrusted at him with a spear. He had a hard time getting in, so he stepped back and threw off his cloak, tossing it at the morph. He stabbed it mid air, but the added weight from the chainmail lining, almost disarmed the morph. As it struggled to lift the lance, still talking about Nergal, Lennox ran at him and jumped, raising his knee in the process to hit the morph in the face. It recoiled, letting go off of the lance. Lennox performed a kip up after landing on his back with that knee strike. He unsheathed his steel longsword and stabbed the morph in the sternum. Again, it recoiled, pulling the sword from his hand, still stuck in him. Lennox walked over, grabbed the morph's shoulder with one hand and his sword with the other. He pulled the sword out and stabbed it repeatedly until it just decayed in his hand. He returned to his cloak and liberated it from the spear it was attached to. He sheathed the longsword, grabbed Dyrnwyn, and returned towards the fire, having strayed a bit far in this attack.