08-30-2020, 11:34 PM
Lennox looked over the gathered morphs and his eyes caught an oddity amongst the group. Like the talking morph had said, there were one-note morphs in their group. Golden eyed and no really distinguishing features. There was one, however, that had traits not unlike his own. His hair color, purple garb, and blue eyes. Or rather, one blue eye. The other was blood red, and the morph also had a streak of dried blood across his nose. There was no doubt in his mind. This morph was made of his own flesh and blood. That was Dain Hyperion. As Lennox stared him down, the morph had done the same. Lennox drew Dyrnwyn and noticed that Dain's eyes had narrowed. Something remained in this morph that it recognized the sword that struck him down.
Lennox turned to the others and pointed at the morph with his sword. "That one matches the description of a long dead ancestor of mine. He's mine to deal with." Before he can charge, one of the other morphs tried engaging Renata. An archer. As he looked to make sure she was safe, Dain had charged at Lennox, unsheathing the same sword that Lennox saw in his vision, the twisted sword Dainsleif. Lennox swung his sword over head, forcing Dain to jump back to avoid it. Lennox looked him over some more and seen his outfit was covered in blood. "Lets see...from Grandfather back, Arron, Ludwig, Deiter, Roderick, Fergal, Kristoffe, Ernst, Mason, Marshall, Burke, Vere, Cal, Finlay, Rastus, Mathis, Greir, Lenox...and then you. Your son is my namesake, it would seem. He spent his life dedicated to undoing your wrongs. I hope my children don't need to do the same to me."
Dain held his sword like a rapier and lunged at Lennox who raised Dyrnwyn to block. Dain twisted his sword and the two forks of the sword went around Dyrnwyn. Lennox saw that coming and swung his sword to the side, ramming his elbow into Dain's face, breaking his nose and forcing the him to pull back. Dain retreated into one of the side rooms, pulling Lennox' attention away from the rest of the morphs. The flames of Dyrnwyn had started to build up and Lennox primed himself to swing, to unleash the blaze upon Dain when he came out of the room.
Lennox turned to the others and pointed at the morph with his sword. "That one matches the description of a long dead ancestor of mine. He's mine to deal with." Before he can charge, one of the other morphs tried engaging Renata. An archer. As he looked to make sure she was safe, Dain had charged at Lennox, unsheathing the same sword that Lennox saw in his vision, the twisted sword Dainsleif. Lennox swung his sword over head, forcing Dain to jump back to avoid it. Lennox looked him over some more and seen his outfit was covered in blood. "Lets see...from Grandfather back, Arron, Ludwig, Deiter, Roderick, Fergal, Kristoffe, Ernst, Mason, Marshall, Burke, Vere, Cal, Finlay, Rastus, Mathis, Greir, Lenox...and then you. Your son is my namesake, it would seem. He spent his life dedicated to undoing your wrongs. I hope my children don't need to do the same to me."
Dain held his sword like a rapier and lunged at Lennox who raised Dyrnwyn to block. Dain twisted his sword and the two forks of the sword went around Dyrnwyn. Lennox saw that coming and swung his sword to the side, ramming his elbow into Dain's face, breaking his nose and forcing the him to pull back. Dain retreated into one of the side rooms, pulling Lennox' attention away from the rest of the morphs. The flames of Dyrnwyn had started to build up and Lennox primed himself to swing, to unleash the blaze upon Dain when he came out of the room.