Notorious
One Thousand Club
As the barmaid reached the room she seen Gunnar bleeding out on the floor. The thought of someone that intimidating and rough could be laid out like that with so much blood without even as much of a scuffle heard outside was horrific. Even more so was what the wounds that had been inflicted upon him, or so she thought anyways.
"Hun? Are you... Are you dead?" She whispered as she walked over to Gunnar and prodded him with her foot. When he didn't stir she took a knee and reached for his pulse, only to not find one. With a long, disappointed sigh she began to stand up. "Poor... poor man." The barmaid whispered, "And here I thought you were tougher than that. Guess I was wrong. Sorry there big guy, didn't know you and now that ain't gonna happen is it?" Although she had enjoyed her banter with Gunnar and most certainly would have enjoyed getting to know him despite his looks or roughness. Now that opportunity was gone forever.
Gunnar was dead.
Hours had passed since the men had taken Orin and not one person had came to remove Gunnar. The barmaid was too weak to take care of him and the men downstairs didn't want to invoke the wrath of those intruders so they all zipped their lips shut and ignored the massive dead guy upstairs in room 3. Soon the night turned into day as Gunnar's body simply laid dormant, he truly was gone. Or, so they thought. While the mana had been sucked out of the room that didn't mean Dio had been, not completely. He laid dormant just as Gunnar did in a sleepless but conscious-less state. When the mana returned to the room as soon as the mana eating creature left Dio slowed Gunnar's heart down and began to heal him from the inside. The bar maid had checked too soon, while his pulse wasn't there by touch he was definitely alive.
With a jolt Gunnar screamed as he stood to his feet, to him it had been merely a second since he had nearly bled out on the floor. He was enraged, so enraged that someone would have attacked him and Orin.
"ORIN!" He shouted, his eyes darting around the room like a mad man. When he seen that Orin was missing he let out an even louder roar, flipping over the nearest bed and completely trashing the room in one go. He was like a wounded animal, one that had been backed into a corner and now had the perfect opportunity to strike back. "WHERE HAVE THEY TAKEN HIM!" He shouted at Dio, rushing over to his armor he began to strap it on ignoring all of the blood caked on him.
"I do not know... I have only been able to stay with you or you would have died. Permanently." He added, "The intruders think you're dead. As evidence of you being alive now. I can't bring you back if your head was sliced off or the wound too grievous. We have to find Orin."
"I KNOW THAT!" He roared, strapping his armor on fully and darting his eyes around the room for any belongings they left behind. Orin's robes were behind as well as his coin so Gunnar scooped all of his things up and placed them in his own bag, he certainly didn't want to give the Inn folk anything extra for letting this happen to them. In fact, it even could be them. Gunnar tore down the hall, kicking open the locked door of his room and stomped down the stairs. Everyone was recovering from hangovers or worse as they stood in the main hall of the Inn at the bar. The barmaid from the night before was working early, standing at the counter. When she turned to see Gunnar starring back at her she screamed, alerting everyone in the bar.
Thankfully, Orin wasn't there to see this.
Gunnar reached over the bar and grabbed the woman by the throat and lifted her in the air. Many men jumped up to rescue her but Gunnar was too enraged, too powerful. He kicked a hungover human that was dashing towards him and generated a spectral dagger out of thin air and held it to the woman's throat. "WHERE IS ORIN!" He shouted in her face, holding her hostage in front of all the bar's patrons. He cared not for what they thought or what they did, he was going to save his friend even if he had to slaughter the whole town to find him. Dio seconded his thoughts. "TELL ME WHERE BITCH! YOU LET THEM IN! I DIED!" He roared, only for another man to smash a chair into Gunnar's back. He didn't budge as the wooden chair splintered in the man's hands. Gunnar turned and grabbed that man by the throat as well but he wasn't as tender as he was with the bar maiden. He then bashed the man's face over his knee, knocking out teeth and sending him to the ground. He let the bar maid down but kept his grip on her neck. "Next person who attacks me the bitch gets it... Followed by every single one of you." He snarled before turning back to the bar maiden. "If you are innocent in this I'll let you go whore... But if not you'll be the first on my long list of people I kill today. TALK!" He thrashed her against the bar counter, "Who were those people?... Why did they take the boy I was traveling with?..." He paused, gritting his teeth. "Why did you let them in?"
"Hun? Are you... Are you dead?" She whispered as she walked over to Gunnar and prodded him with her foot. When he didn't stir she took a knee and reached for his pulse, only to not find one. With a long, disappointed sigh she began to stand up. "Poor... poor man." The barmaid whispered, "And here I thought you were tougher than that. Guess I was wrong. Sorry there big guy, didn't know you and now that ain't gonna happen is it?" Although she had enjoyed her banter with Gunnar and most certainly would have enjoyed getting to know him despite his looks or roughness. Now that opportunity was gone forever.
Gunnar was dead.
Hours had passed since the men had taken Orin and not one person had came to remove Gunnar. The barmaid was too weak to take care of him and the men downstairs didn't want to invoke the wrath of those intruders so they all zipped their lips shut and ignored the massive dead guy upstairs in room 3. Soon the night turned into day as Gunnar's body simply laid dormant, he truly was gone. Or, so they thought. While the mana had been sucked out of the room that didn't mean Dio had been, not completely. He laid dormant just as Gunnar did in a sleepless but conscious-less state. When the mana returned to the room as soon as the mana eating creature left Dio slowed Gunnar's heart down and began to heal him from the inside. The bar maid had checked too soon, while his pulse wasn't there by touch he was definitely alive.
With a jolt Gunnar screamed as he stood to his feet, to him it had been merely a second since he had nearly bled out on the floor. He was enraged, so enraged that someone would have attacked him and Orin.
"ORIN!" He shouted, his eyes darting around the room like a mad man. When he seen that Orin was missing he let out an even louder roar, flipping over the nearest bed and completely trashing the room in one go. He was like a wounded animal, one that had been backed into a corner and now had the perfect opportunity to strike back. "WHERE HAVE THEY TAKEN HIM!" He shouted at Dio, rushing over to his armor he began to strap it on ignoring all of the blood caked on him.
"I do not know... I have only been able to stay with you or you would have died. Permanently." He added, "The intruders think you're dead. As evidence of you being alive now. I can't bring you back if your head was sliced off or the wound too grievous. We have to find Orin."
"I KNOW THAT!" He roared, strapping his armor on fully and darting his eyes around the room for any belongings they left behind. Orin's robes were behind as well as his coin so Gunnar scooped all of his things up and placed them in his own bag, he certainly didn't want to give the Inn folk anything extra for letting this happen to them. In fact, it even could be them. Gunnar tore down the hall, kicking open the locked door of his room and stomped down the stairs. Everyone was recovering from hangovers or worse as they stood in the main hall of the Inn at the bar. The barmaid from the night before was working early, standing at the counter. When she turned to see Gunnar starring back at her she screamed, alerting everyone in the bar.
Thankfully, Orin wasn't there to see this.
Gunnar reached over the bar and grabbed the woman by the throat and lifted her in the air. Many men jumped up to rescue her but Gunnar was too enraged, too powerful. He kicked a hungover human that was dashing towards him and generated a spectral dagger out of thin air and held it to the woman's throat. "WHERE IS ORIN!" He shouted in her face, holding her hostage in front of all the bar's patrons. He cared not for what they thought or what they did, he was going to save his friend even if he had to slaughter the whole town to find him. Dio seconded his thoughts. "TELL ME WHERE BITCH! YOU LET THEM IN! I DIED!" He roared, only for another man to smash a chair into Gunnar's back. He didn't budge as the wooden chair splintered in the man's hands. Gunnar turned and grabbed that man by the throat as well but he wasn't as tender as he was with the bar maiden. He then bashed the man's face over his knee, knocking out teeth and sending him to the ground. He let the bar maid down but kept his grip on her neck. "Next person who attacks me the bitch gets it... Followed by every single one of you." He snarled before turning back to the bar maiden. "If you are innocent in this I'll let you go whore... But if not you'll be the first on my long list of people I kill today. TALK!" He thrashed her against the bar counter, "Who were those people?... Why did they take the boy I was traveling with?..." He paused, gritting his teeth. "Why did you let them in?"