Viana snarled as she struggled against the men that held onto her, and despite her shouts of intelligent insults, the effects were completely lost upon them. Her dark hair feathered around her in a tangled mess, but once the man holding onto her right leg stumbled, she took the opportunity to give him a quick shove right in the nose. A cackle of laughter erupted from her as she watched him stumble over a chair and roar with the sharp searing pain of a broken bone. He was too drunk to give it a moment's thought though, and Viana found herself still at the mercy of her captors.<br/><br/><b>"Gypsy?!"</b>Viana questioned once the men started talking to who appeared to be the owner of the inn.<b>"I do not know if I should be pleased or offended by your rapid assumption of my origins, sir."</b>Of course, no one listened to her, but she kept up her commentary despite the conversation being only between Gangrenous and his unmotley crew.<b>"Cyclops is a rather fitting epithet."</b>One of the men heard her muttering and frowned as he gently repeated the word 'epithet' instead of paying attention to what the innkeep was saying. Viana found herself pleased by the fact that she knew things that he didn't. In fact, she almost said as much before she was being tugged in a different direction and toward the back of the dirty inn.<br/><br/>She felt a hand in a place that no hand should be without her consent, and a bright red tint highlighted her cheeks in anger. The audacity of these men! They honestly had no idea who they were dealing with, did they? It was a real shame that her company wasn't in the vicinity. She'd honestly thought she had heard their laughter from inside this very building, but it must have been her imagination. Had her employees seen this show, they would have taken care of these men without question. Her employees, however, did not see the distressed Viana, so she was left up to her own devices to get out of this mess herself. Broken Nose slid his hand under her dress, and Viana squirmed. Her teeth gnawed at the inside of her cheek, and just as she thought all hope was lost, an arm was draped across her body, and Viana instantly took advantage.<br/><br/>Her teeth sank into the meaty, dirty flesh of the blue-grey arm, and despite the roar of surprise and the unexpected drop of her body to the floor, Viana found herself gagging at the taste. Did these men not bathe? Surely they had adequate access to a clean water supply, right?<b>"Ah ha!"</b>She shouted as she scrambled to her feet. Her back was pressed against the wall, but a wicked gleam filled her eyes as she collected her skirts tightly around her and withdrew a sharp, but small, dagger from her boot.<b>"I will have you heathens know that I am quite proficient with a blade and without going into detail, I have made men stronger than you weep."</b>She tilted her head and shrugged her shoulders.<b>"For various reasons, mostly unrelated to my weaponry, but the point still stands - your lives hang in the balance between my knife and your stupidity."</b>