The Boisterous Tales of Gunny

[adamantineman]

Description:

A stout burly dwarf, Gunnarr Gulgothir is almost always seen in his plate armor, it's well polished and taken care of.

He keeps a mighty battle hammer looped at his side and a Dwarven tower shield secured to his back when not in combat.

His head shaved clean and his beard well groomed. He looks the stern type with his arms always folded, but that all quickly melts as one will notice he is quite boisterous, a man who revels in women, drink and music.

A wooden tankard, a carving of incredible intricacy with runes, always hangs from his belt if not in his hand.

[adamantineman]

"Ya all done then Gunny?" Goisil, the smelter, said as he took the pick ax.

"Aye lad. Me arms be killin' me. Ta vein was dry." Gunny donned a woolen shirt and cloak.

"'ave a good one lad, tanks fer ta help."

"Aye, nay problem." Gunny left it at that and opened the large wooden door to the smelting mine. The frigid air hit him like a boot to the chest. "Bloody hells this cold gets ta me anymore." He tugged his cloak tighter and slammed the door shut behind him.

He scrounged in his burlap duffel, finding a leather bladder of ale. Its spicy, hot flavor was his favorite and brought back memories. He snapped from reminiscing and ventured northwards to the gates.

He climbed up a ladder into one of the guard towers near the gate. "How long they been out there waitin' ta strike?"

"Too long, as always. Ya bring ta good stuff?" The guard spoke with an expectant, side glance to Gunny.

"Aye lad! Ya know I'm good for it. Jus' nay be tellin' ya commandin' officer aye?" Gunny threw in a grin and passed the guard the drinking bladder.

They stood shoulder to shoulder passing the ale back and forth. They spoke of warm nights, tavern brawls, and women of their dreams. Often they got overly boisterous but quickly hushed their gruff voices, avoiding attention. Gunny watched the sun set, its rays bouncing off the ice, giving the translucent, frozen water, the appearance of glazed diamond. He wondered... they wondered when the Bloodtusk were going to make their move.