Thread: Portal - Innocence Lost (Black_Out and Loveme)

With a pair of lunging long strides the fur drenched barbarian closed the gap between himself and Rose and loomed over her as he planted the business end of his weapon into the softened soils of the creeks bank at her side. I won't have to kill you so long as you don't do something stupid. The bearded dirt stained face of the tribal warrior scowled as his words fell out of a mouth that was missing a few teeth. Now get up on your feet. He spat at her as he dipped down and she felt the strength of his grasp land upon her forearm. With a yank he pulled her upward and drew her towards himself, spinning the smaller woman about so she was facing away from him as his grasp drew down along the length of her arm and circled about her slender wrist. The foulness of his breath washed across her shoulder, and the feeling of his unruly chaotic beard scratched at her skin as the larger and far stronger man forced her wrist to pin upon her belly as he drew her back up against his thick and fur clad body. The barbaric man of some prime age that was difficult to discern from the amount of dirt and filth that caked his form drew the spear out of the ground and settled it into the straps across his back. Your going to be a slave, girl, so get used to the idea. So yeah, you got value. He growled out into her ear as he began to push and lead her back through the thickets towards the rest of the group she had been with. Coming around the short trail that weaved towards the streams edges, Rose arrived back in the clearing and saw a trio of the men she was traveling with laid out on the ground. All were still breathing, but there was blood pouring from spots, and the beaten looks that had been upon them when they came through the Portal had returned in a lesser fashion. Found this one out by the stream. Her captor spoke as they emerged, directing his words to another man that bore a similar appearance, though he was taller and held an actual sword that was as tall as he was. The pommel of that sword was stained with a smattering of blood and hair that matched the color of Jacobs hair and gave an explanation for the reason behind his unconscious body laying sprawled out upon the ground. Tie em up in a line. The massive man with the sword that looked like it could cut a man in half with one swipe stated to another pair of barbaric looking men that were armed with more mundane, though still effective clubs. The lot of you are responsible for each other. His darkened gaze worked over each of the captives as bundles of looped twine were brought out and unraveled by his cohorts. So that means you look out for each other, because if I have to deal with this shit, then this is what will happen to you. With that the long blade of his weapon was drawn up and then plunged down into Jacob's back, skewering the man and sending a spray of blood from his mouth as his body twitched and writhed in the throes of his moment of death. Now all of you get in a line, women in the front, men in the back, and wrists together in front of yourselves. His gaze settled upon Rose as he drew the heavy blade out of Jacob's still twitching blood spurting back. Understood? Last edited Aug 24, 2018